Do you remember
The days that were ours
Before it's September
In autumn flowers
Do you still care
About my pounding heart
When summer was here
With colors in start
All is a life playing
Onto days now gone
Wheels of time not staying
They just go on and on
Yesterdays in desire
Withering flowers falling
The one you did admire
From a heart is calling
Do you keep in mind
Each of the tone playing
That was left behind
When the gone isn't staying
Do you still care
Strings on tone's affection
Echoing from everywhere
In their alone reflection
Do you remember
The days that were ours
Before its September
In autumn flowers
Do you still care
About my pounding heart
When summer was here
With colors in their start
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again an enthralling write....well the simplicity of this piece is what..... touched my heart! ! !