Love Poem: You Will Not Come
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Written by: Serge Lyrewing

You Will Not Come

It will be wind it will be rain
It will be blizzard and it’s sad,
Of course, you will not come again
To warm my cold and single bed.
And I won’t see tonight anew
The smile of your pretty eyes
The pain arises not in you
My speech will pray, but all my cries
Are useless for that cruel night
For sodden sky without its shores
You can’t to help you have no might
You don’t know anything, of course.
I’m hiding, maybe all is game
I love or I have never done
I saw a dream, the mark, the name,
It was just yesterday, it’s gone.
Who’ll tell to mournful part of mine,
Where you are secreting again?
I’m drowning pain in bitter wine
I cannot seize that cruel pain.
Bad weather doesn’t care my own
The wind, the rain and other things
The solitary year’s not gone
And you won’t come to save my sins.