another year passes
never to forget you
still seeing your face
feeling your embrace.
rich is the memories,
hurting, they begin to fade.
clinging to any remains
eyes gently closing
your voice whispering
hushed melodies
dancing with tears
falling for lost love
laying by your grave.
will our love reunite
as we meet again
on the other side?
We do not live... We evolve... We are all emotion... I feel you, you enrich my being... Together we seek out new emotion... We all have the power to become more than we ever thought...
this is what the silent people usually do, they express more in less words... that's what you have done...
Your love will never totally fade from memory, as evident in these lines... simple things, everyday things, happen to you and, those memories return, as if by magic, you see his face in the window, reflecting back...those soft eyes smiling... yes, he is waiting on the otherside and simultaneously, existing here, with you, as you suffer through each day... Great Ink Silentpoet Grl... Really! -Kelly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh my god what a lovely poem.....what an amazing style of writing....! ! ! ! And a beautiful poem of course...... -Rain