Those days,
When the sky flow with stead and we were in our beds
Never knew this day would come,
When we will be unified in our heads
An ogle on our times of yore, never knew ones word will pass
Now we intend to be on sides
Our pasts were blurring
Felt like never had an ally before
That cologne bloomed me up
I searched you in my dreams
But yesterday,
You were sitting next to me
My life was enthralled those days
But every day isn't Sunday
I'm going to miss you,
In my heart
I miss you, I miss you
Could use some editing, but I can never resist any poem with 'I miss you' and this one is quite nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a yearning of passion written with so much emotion...Lovely read i had.