Only a few true words,
Coming straight from the heart,
Could do wonders unsought,
But only if they were what my heart
Yearns for … ah those blissful words.
All that were so much a part,
Of my dreams, naïve and true
With the dawn, it tore apart
A nightmare, which strongly grew
Like a cactus amidst a deserted heart.
Oh, , the truth of life,
Love, a beautiful sinister thing.
Lost its charm and beauty
Yesterday seems to die within,
Unto a darkness unfathomed.
Two souls suddenly face themselves,
With a lost truth of the yesteryears;
Suffering a deep pain of helplessness
Sinking down in a vortex of alien fears,
Left, only with a despairing cry to reverse.
The WE’ split into a hateful two,
Minds working as ‘ME’ and ‘YOU’
The eyes those who bewitched a spell,
Were blind in the shattering truth,
I died within, with my heartache’s knell.
Oh, how much I wished,
How desperately I gasped,
To survive the tides of emotions,
But only, a few true words
If they only meant, may be a healing potion.
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I would like to translate this poem
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