Sick of You
You are like the beautiful flowers that grow
Among the grass where the alpine peaks show;
Your wonderful smile came from my dreams;
Its beauty is like warm sunbeams!
Your brilliant eyes shine with light
Like a bright star on a clear night;
I’m so amazed to the whole
Of my restless soul!
I’m ready to stand anything every day
If only someday I would find the way
That can guide me to the place
Where we are together in any case!
I’m not for you, you said.
It’s just a dream; you won’t find that.
But for my soul that’s not plain,
And your argument is in vain!
How can I stand the pain of my soul
And pull out you from my heart in whole?!
I tried to do it, but it’s impossible for me:
I’m sick of you no matter how to cure me!
Please don’t be sad any day;
You’re like the beautiful flowers on my way;
I wish you to be happy every day;
Forgive me for my poem anyway!
February 2, 2022
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