when we met
we seeded a candle
it sprouted fast
smelling of love
and burning passions
we left it alight
to warm up our dreams
today
a spot of wax
remains glued to our hearts
which have been worn-out by time
only the smoke
a prisoner of love
is still dancing
believing that
candles burn forever
beyond time
translated from Romanian by Anamaria Tamas
A good start with a nice poem, Craciunas. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
The poem is a philosophical presentation of romanticism in life vis-a-vis unalterable harsh realities. Thanks a lot. Loved reading this translation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
could not leave this poem, read it over and over, very well done.