The Song Of My Sorrows
I love to write poems and I enjoy everything that's poetic because poetry is always soothing and perfect for the soul.
The Pain ~ Deep in My Soul
Sometimes in the evening, I have a secret pain.
Deep in my soul; I don't know how to say it.
If I could one day shout it out loud
But not knowing how to speak, I can only moan.
Oh sing, sing, my pain and my sorrow ...
If the setting sun lent its ear a little
And to encourage me stretched out its hand a little
I would take its rays streaming with ruddy ...
I would make it the brush to draw my complaint
Like a canvas of Monet blurred with tears
Where the sun with the water lilies mixes its colors
Sun misted up with the tears of my pain.
If the birds of the sky could lend their voice
To my anguished heart to say its martyrdom
If their carefree twitterings of joy
Come to my aid to fulfill my desires,
I would take their songs to express my sorrow
And turn my sobs into an evening lament
For name the enemy who holds me in his chains:
Solitude ... O, who will come to break your clasp?
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