Its wee hour thinking about you
Memories haunts, sadness draws in my face
Our moments shared were remembered
In the stillness of the night
How could I let you go?
In my awaken sight your face lingers
I want to let you go
But my heart says no
In the calmness of the night
Echoes your voice
Whispering your name
In this holy hour
Let the wind brings you
In a place where you have to be
You will always be remembered
'Till the last moment of my life
My heart and soul will be with you
In forever where it may be
I will always love you
'Til my last breath
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem, too much passion. thanks md