I watched,
Helplessly,
As It broke my heart
My heart,
My life,
My dreams,
It's smoldered flames so, so cold
Cold, as cruel fingers
Of icy winter killed,
Killed dead, all It's great in me
Me's ashes, turns to dust,
But it's embers burn,
Kindled, when you gave a gift,
A gift, your precious heart,
A heart, beaming with sacred life,
A life, of restored dreams
Dreams, that burns with fire
A 🔥 fire, that illuminates with love,
A love, spew'd abroad all hearts
This, you gifted me to keep,
To keep, your awesomely pure soul,
A soul, that kindled hope,
Hope, ablaze reborn,
Reborn, all that's dead in me,
In me, burns with fervent light
A light, that keeps at bay
At bay, all darkness fled
All by a gift you gave,
Gave me, your phenomenal self
A self I treasured most
Mostly, that I may live again,
Again, a chance at life,
A life, when you restored all
All, that died in me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But it's embers burn, / Kindled, when you gave a gift, / A gift, your precious heart, / A heart, beaming with sacred life, / A life, of restored dreams / / dreams, that burns with fire / A 🔥 fire, that illuminates with love, / A love, spew'd abroad all hearts====== I found it poetic and rhythmic how the last word became the first word of the following line. Well done!
Thanks Susan for the lovely comment.. Your words touched my heart