Simplifying life through death and it's imminent loss
is an easy turn of events, because death of a loved
one leaves nothing on earth to hold onto.
Devastation darkens every thought and there's no where
to hide from it, as it envelopes an entire being and
surrounding their mind totally.
There is no room left for thoughts, ideas, nothing
except the love and memories of our time together, a
silent and private tribute from my heart and being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem