"I sit on the bench at cross roads ..."
thousands pass by
but I sit with your dreams
days and nights i sigh
my heart i hear it screams
no more tears for you
as gallons washed through..
"I sit on the bench at cross roads...
waiting for you...
some sit beside me and listen to my pain but some would give glance in vain I can still hear your voice as hymn in my ear. Can still fell your touch serene when I fear.
I dwell on the bench of your memories and ride on the roads of the reveries.
It's a nice poem ^^ You have a few mistakes so let me help you out.
" Days and night pass "
" No more tears will be shed for you "
" but some would give me a glance in vain " not sure if that's what you meant xD
"...your voice like a hymn in my ear."
Besided that, it would be a great poem