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I mourn you

when I need to listen to you
and I only remember your voice

when I try to touch you
and there's nothing

when I want to have you near me
and you're far away from here


I mourn you

when I look at the sky
and I can't find you

when I have a secret
and I can't tell it to you

when I walk down the streets
and all of them have your face



I mourn you.

And I can't continue living
if you're not here,
my friend.
 
I mourn you

when I need to listen to you
and I only remember your voice

when I try to touch you
and there's nothing

when I want to have you near me
and you're far away from here


I mourn you

when I look at the sky
and I can't find you

when I have a secret
and I can't tell it to you

when I walk down the streets
and all of them have your face



I mourn you.

And I can't continue living
if you're not here,
my friend.

Oh what sadness in your verses. The word mourn is so very powerful, so very intense. The sence of emptiness that it leaves after its utterance is cold and heavy, like your poem that you so beautifully and tragically have produced. Thank you for sharing it with us.
 
Oh what sadness in your verses. The word mourn is so very powerful, so very intense. The sence of emptiness that it leaves after its utterance is cold and heavy, like your poem that you so beautifully and tragically have produced. Thank you for sharing it with us.

Thank you for your comment.
I agree, mourn is very powerful, and my feeling either.
Good luck!

Sol.
 
Very beautiful poem my poet friend is really very sad the moment that you describe in your verses, but God is always near us he is going to cure the hurts in your heart..

Kisses for you..
A pleasure to visit you..
 
Very beautiful poem my poet friend is really very sad the moment that you describe in your verses, but God is always near us he is going to cure the hurts in your heart..

Kisses for you..
A pleasure to visit you..

Thank you Borr...
Kisses for you too.
I hope I see you in another poem.

Sol.
 
I mourn you

when I need to listen to you
and I only remember your voice

when I try to touch you
and there's nothing

when I want to have you near me
and you're far away from here


I mourn you

when I look at the sky
and I can't find you

when I have a secret
and I can't tell it to you

when I walk down the streets
and all of them have your face



I mourn you.

And I can't continue living
if you're not here,
my friend.

Don't cry that he will return
 

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