Away tonite alone i cry
Seeding the thoughts which might
Help me tomorrow to see my sight
Without which i would surely die
I saw my youth go running by
So fast as it took the final flight
Couldn't hold on, succumbed to my plight
Now i miss it, i do know why
I know now what's got to be done
Embrace whatever is left of time
Your memory, with the past I shun
Though with you i felt so sublime
All this while i've been so stubborn
Admitting that you were my only crime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
''Help me tomorrow to see my sight Without which i would surely die'' nice lyric poem, well penned with deep ideas.........10