Our foot prints
On the dark damp sands
Of last evening
Rushed upon my heart
Once again...
It rained this morning too
Somehow the monsoon rain
Didn't erase the footprints
In stead it bathed them afresh...
12 Jun 2011
21.07hrs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the heart has sharp memories it soothes the body and the mind in the harshest of summers thanks for the poem