Me alone in the golden hour without my own gold
With a sense of regret and my emotions uncontrolled,
Mocking the preconception that men don’t cry
My heart full of sorrow and wail in the sky.
End of the hour and start of the painful night
Convincing my restless mind that she was right,
Desires of mind for her return with tears in my eye
Even after the world turns grey, I recall your last Goodbye.
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I love poem .❣️
A well written sad criticism on the stereotypes about boys or men………The sorrow feeling explained here about losing the loved one…just hits hard 🥺🥺