Poetry

I want to go to somewhere silent-
In a solemn site where the noise is absent.
Where nobody is there to bother me.
Where I am alone and I am free.
I will walk away, far away from worries
I will listen well to my mind's sweet stories
With a far-off look to the cloud's above
I'll remember all about you my love.
 
I will walk again to the sweetest shore,
Watch the sunset till there is no more,
Spend all my time for I have nothing to do,
For I have now nothing but the memories of you...
 
And this planted pain in this vain vacation
Is here to stay in my imagination.
It will never leave, It will never die.
It is not like you, it is not like I.
I have been fragile since you've been gone
Always thinking things I should have done.
When you're still with me  I could have loved you more.
Now I'm here somewhere silent with this tacit sore
And I know this longing will take me too far
But it can never take me to where you are...
 
All my passion for living had vaporized
For you were my life, now I realized.
What's the joy of living when your joy is gone
And you must accept you're now all alone.
 
I'll be moving on, don't know where to go
For my only home was my life with you...