Unbeknownst, my heart had all this love contained
When you, the Sun, washed out all my pain once rained
yet you left me standing out so very dry
and not a tear I had left to ever come to cry
You taught me never again to walk, so all I did was run
I never saw the moon again, when I chased the Sun
Yet here I stand with the silence and the time
trying to compose my loneliness in lines of rhyme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'trying to compose my loneliness in lines of rhyme' I understand, and you do it so well, As if loveliness were, a poetic spell.