ajnabee boy
how longcan i lamentwith this depressedheart and soulhow longcan i remaina sad autumnever since my griefhas shed my leavesthe entire spaceof my soulis burning in agonyhow long can ihide the flameswanting to riseout of this firehow long can one sufferthe pain of hatredof another humana friend behaving like an enemywith a broken hearthow much morecan i take the messagefrom body to souli believe in lovei swear by lovebelieve me my lovehow longlike a prisoner of griefcan i beg for mercyyou know i'm nota piece of rock or steelbut hearing my storyeven water will becomeas tense as a stoneif i can only recountthe story of my liferight out of my bodyflames will grow.must i go now
One day You will take my heartcompletely andmake it more fiery than a dragon.Your eyelashes willwrite on my heart the poem that could never comefrom the pen of apoet.