If it is love, and whispers touch the river's wave,
And if it's hope, but the sun's rays can hit your eye,
As well as the diamond tips in ring words engrave,
It's not for you to get your secrets very high,
It is for you to hold me tight, this love to save.
But if it's woe, and flowing sighs may touch your heart,
And if it's love, but gray clouds swoop across the sky,
As well as sad ideas you may take apart,
It's not for you to change your mind and start to cry,
It is for you to keep love's dream as time goes by.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
The first few lines are very attractive as the love itself and we have to keep loving! so beautiful!
WOW! I could feel the words... So lively and factual. You're a great poet indeed, ma'am!
Great lines that flow with ease of expression. Clouds will pass and over, love shall float. I like this poem
Metaphorical expression sparkles with wonderful comparisons. If it is love, whispers of the breeze kiss the waves and grey clouds swoop across the sky.
If it is love, whispers of the breeze kiss the waves. Gray clouds swoop across the sky. Hold her tight to save the love and its dreams. It is hope when rays of the Sun hit one's eyes. Metaphorical expression sparkles.
The poem is so..o.. sweet. I'll read it again and again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love's dream is the souvenir that keeps hope of love ever alive to wipe away tears!