I know something you don't know
As I watch her while the tears silently flow
I know something you don't know
As I clean up the blood in the snow
I know something you don't know
When she won't say hello
I know something you don't know
When her eyes no longer go aglow
I know something you don't know
When she refuses to let the hurt show
I know something you don't know
When she thinks she belongs to below
I know something you don't know
When you asked about the scars that were put there long ago
I know something you don't know
i saw you write this poem :) and its a very good and deep one, i love it.. love youuu babehh! x3, mill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love recurring line poems. They enable you too keep a theme throughout the poem and amongst broader ideas. I don't tend to use them as every other line, mostly at the head or tail of a stanza. The purpose of poetry being to say something complex, simply. Repetition is at odds with this, but it illuminates your ability to maintain rhyme. Loved the theme. Well done.