In your darkest hours
feeling endless pain
will there be a friend
to heal you from the rain
is this world so selfish
that no one gives a damn
could there be a famous man
without one single fan
why do I feel cold
but the fire burns so bright
why do I feel pain
within these words I write
is this just a dream
or do I feel my destiny
these thoughts surround my mind
in rhymes to set them free
feeling such a sorrow
in saddened eyes that dwell
looking for my heaven
in this place I just call hell
inside ones darkest hours
beneath the sun lite sky
an unknown famous man
whose tears never dry
wow! ! what is a perfectly poem! ! that's good and i could feel 'that' mood too! ! love it: D keep it up^^~ look forward to reading your poems~ joni
wow. wow. this poem is amazing! ! really. it's so good. i love it. <3. xXx rawan
i love thiss :) <3. ur poems are honestly incredibly touching i love them! ! : D keep it up :) xx shereen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I Read it a 1000 times and it only gets better, thank you