You know I have poems

For all of you

And words for memories

A collection piling in my books

Songs are great expressions

Some have acquired whole bands

I don’t love you

But feeling for all

Are read in my words

No tears are left on my pages

No pain released

Just a poem

About

For

In spite of you

Each to his own I have left

Pages of sorrow and love

But I have nothing to give you

Cause I see nothing from you