A LONELY MAN [PART 1]
They say love is sweet and tender,
One of the greatest things in the world.
But here I'm in pains because my loved ones have exited this world.
I want to cry more but my eyes are tired.
Sadnesss now has dominance over me,
while happiness has retired.
I no longer visit their homes for their graves are now their resting place,
There I come often with a gloomy face.
My being yearns for their presence,
But dishearteningly I can never see them.
All I can do is think of them in silence.
Their memories are the only things I have left,
The most precious part of them all, my heart kept.
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