Once I dreamt of a nightmare
Where i was walking on thorns
While bleeding I didn't care
Kept moving on nd on
Harmed myself till I reached light
It said 'come to me dear
To get his love, you're done with the fight
Of darkness being mere'
I gifted him my precious heart
And he broke ruthlessly
I hoped our love again to start
but he turned it nightmare bitterly!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad poem on unrequited love. Very nicely crafted. Thanks for sharing.