Look at me I am counting down,
death is the final fate,
but who knows when he will die?
It's me!
who knows the time of her death,
I am a cancer patient,
since my early childhood
I always dreamed
a bride in a white bridal gown
standing in a church
making all the promises
a bride undertakes on oath.
Death!
You can't stop me to become a bride.
Look at me I am a bride,
in a white gown
standing at a church
see me smiling.
Yes, it's a solo wedding,
nobody is here to kiss me.
You have seen my smile
and if you see my eyes are wet,
don't look at my eyes,
look at my lips
that still smile.
Life is bad bot not so much bad,
we can steal a moment of happiness,
a beautiful lie!
How much bitter may be the truths of life!
A moment of happiness near the point of death, wet eyes but smiling lips, only you can bring it out so touchingly! Thank you sir-10
A touching poem...................................................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, we confront with bitter truths almost every day in life, but life also gives us singular occasions to smile! A sad tale told beautifully.... a corpse dressed in bridal gown!