Your Sorrow

Will Never Have You Again


The Creator has said, there will be no rebirth.
And do you know what I’ve understood?
I have lost you in this very life,
And I will never have you again.
There’s no more hope left,
There will be no birth where I find you once more.



Your Sorrow


The sorrow you gave me,
Has stolen all the flavor of my world.
How do I explain to this world,
That nothing can satisfy my heart anymore?
You took away my peace,
When your fingers ran through my hair,
You took away my joy too, within those very fingers.



Blame on My Own Faith


So now, I no longer blame anyone,
I hold no complaints against any person,
For all my complaints lie within my own faith.
Where I saw,
I was being deceived at every step,
Even then, I did not stop!
Still, I kept deceiving myself,
Foolishly surrendering myself again and again to the same people.



The Instrument of Passing Time


She fell under the spell of illusion,
And I became her instrument of passing time,
The one she could spend time with as she pleased.
She graciously gave me a little of her time,
Now she is no longer mine,
Yet I remain trapped within the time she spent with me.



Curse of the Soul


No, I will not curse you!
Those who have drowned me in the ocean of sorrow,
I will not wish ill upon you.
But remember,
There is something called a human’s sigh,
And something called the regret of a soul,
From those, perhaps, you will not find forgiveness.

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