A choice,
we don't understand.
It's your choice,
we won't understand.
You were here with us,
but suddenly your gone.
You did what you did,
but why is a mystery.
Left the earth without notice,
leaving us alone,
leaving us in pain.
A choice,
we don't understand.
It's your choice,
we can't understand.
We'll miss you,
I'll miss you.
It was your choice,
but why?
We'll miss you, I'll miss you. It was your choice, but why? these lines shoe your love & affection for your uncle, he will stay in your heart forever... where as poetry is concern you are bestowed with such supremacy in such little age, keep writing
Love your work [3 This one is another pretty one, with even more feeling in it. I also used to express my feelings like that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Suicide is the saddest choice. A nice poem but sadening. Do pls review my latest poem too.