Love Is Death

Poem By Omar Ali Sabar

Just because I tell you that I love you
Doesn't mean that you have to love me too
Even if i'm the first to say these words to you
Don't be compelled to say them too

Everytime I stumble, break down and cry
I hope your path is clear and your eyes dry
I travelled far to tell you this secret inside
now I can die with my heart untied

I've broken the laws of love to tell you
that there is no other love but you
There is nothing sacred for me anymore
I've sunk to the lowest depths of despair
the light around is fading
when you are not there

Even if I tell you that i'd die for you
don't feel that you have to die for me too
the clouds hang above everything i do
may God keep your skies clear and blue

And on that day when you pass by my grave
when my soul is burning inside
remember it's your soul that i tried to save
say a prayer for me and walk on by
Just pray for me and walk on by

Comments about Love Is Death

Powerfully wonderful. I like this so much. EXCELLENT Kindly comment on my poems. Thank you very much
Definetly another favorite =)
a well expressed poem...loved this ending..10+++ And on that day when you pass by my grave when my soul is burning inside remember it's your soul that i tried to save say a prayer for me and walk on by Just pray for me and walk on by
very well written omar. I liked this one :)
Yes sign of true love is sacrifice.............. Good write..............


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