I Breathed The Pain Poem by Harith Turki

I breathed the pain Of that merciless night When fate decided To set us apart The wind desperately tried To erase my dying looks At the footprints Of your departing soul Each print is intertwined With a falling side Of my celestial world - IN ITALIAN: Ho respirato la pena Di quella notte spietata Quando il destino decise Di dividerci Il vento ha cercato disperatamente Di cancellare i miei sguardi di dolore Sulle impronte Lasciate dall'anima tua che si perdeva Ogni impronta intrecciata Ad una colonna precipite Del mio mondo divino

I totally understood the idea of breathing pain. Its an evocative opening to your pithy writing. The rest of it brings me to tears. I loved this. So well done. The less words the better. You make your point so well. Thanks for sharing.

ok, dear Harith, you can check the translation ;)

yes, dear Harith, be sure - just look at the translations I've already posted: as you can see, I have always highlighted who are the authors of the original poems (even with links to their PH pages) .

thank you, dear Harith. Tell me, please: can I post the text of the Italian translation?

I can relate to the feelings expressed in your poem, Harith. Thanks for sharing