A collection of poems reflecting what has been, what is and what can be. Reaching out to show the world through my vision and feelings.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Die for love
I am ready to die, when the only issue
Now in the spring of my life, old age or if it comes
My life without you only pain, the world uninhabitable
The field is just full of beautiful stone and dead flower
Strangled dreams my fate is paved with bumpy journey
While I live out my love is gone Well
Days are tough for me to burn almost deficits
You're only in my dreams that never ends
I feel the smell, but did not see you anywhere You're a beautiful woman
Where long-lived nature of today there are only weeds grow
I'm not whole without you, you, who survived
Valuable treasure in life than you could ask is not
I'm afraid of tomorrow, perhaps because last time I see your face
My soul dies, because it no longer endure the painful failure
So I can die with him, it hurts, there is no turning back no more
Before it even gets to watch as the mist of Hope
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