Uploaded July 2025 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
Don't think my eyes have found their peace with sleep!
Since you departed, they've been at odds, you see.
I, too, was loved, once, a secret to keep,
But yours was a direct strike, a blow to me!
Did you lie, then, right before my sight?
When will the time you promised, finally cease?
By the heart's own calendar, burning bright,
Each breath I draw is counted as a day's release...
To the sacred kerchief you gave, my soul's embrace,
While inner torment flows, a bitter stream,
Niagara, that mighty waterfall's grace,
Beside my tears, seems but a tranquil dream!
However much you torment, I'll not curse,
May you laugh heartily in both worlds, I pray...
With you, even hell is a reward, not worse,
Without you, heaven itself is exile's way!
Don't think my eyes have found their peace with sleep!
Since you departed, they've been at odds, you see.
I, too, was loved, once, a secret to keep,
But yours was a direct strike, a blow to me!
Did you lie, then, right before my sight?
When will the time you promised, finally cease?
By the heart's own calendar, burning bright,
Each breath I draw is counted as a day's release...
To the sacred kerchief you gave, my soul's embrace,
While inner torment flows, a bitter stream,
Niagara, that mighty waterfall's grace,
Beside my tears, seems but a tranquil dream!
However much you torment, I'll not curse,
May you laugh heartily in both worlds, I pray...
With you, even hell is a reward, not worse,
Without you, heaven itself is exile's way!
