Gone are the suffering and agony of love

Gone are the suffering and agony of love.
The separation stretched out hands over me.
And I live in its shadow.
And songs dead sounds,
Froze in a silent scream.
And on my stoned face,
As the unrevealed clues,
Long ago dried up tears.
Frost buried dreams of happiness
In the snow of eternal emptiness.
Thunderstorm, raged in the heart, got lulled.
That is how I live, if you wish to know.