Poems

[Lia]

Now is [it's] the time
The time [to] say good bye.
Goodbye to my soul,
Goodbye to my heart.

All I can see now is the nothing[ness].
The nothing[ness] that makes me cry
And the nothing[ness] that makes me die
And all is resumed in [to] hating.

Hating what had I become [what I have become]
And loving what have you you have done.
Now is [it's] the time
The time to leave our life [behind]

And to make our death to be upon us...

Do not attempt to write poetry in a language who's grammar you can't even control, not to mention that you have taken it to a level of boring extremist cliche, that adds absolutely nothing to the overall experience; except to make it really sappy and hard to chew. Even I can't write poetry in English and I have been speaking it fluently for years. Try to master the art in your native language first, and then resume trying to further develop your skills to project your feelings into another language later on.