In haze
The days
Of valentines
And cards that blaze
With dreamy lines.
Now
Shards of glass
From broken minds
Litter the playground
Of our hearts.
As the sun departs,
To tell the moon
Of whispered sadness.
Across Heaven strewn.
Embers waving goodbye
To no one.
In a melancholy
Sky.
In haze
That craze
Would kiss the soul.
We surfed on waves
With diamond roll.
Unearthed old caves
That darkness stole.
To store our treasure
Called love.
On golden seam of shore
We would walk.
And wait at sunset's door.
To talk
Of Heaven's silent embrace.
As colours merged
In that secret place.
Sketches of wonder
That we can't trace.
Now
In haze.
At opera
We cry apart.
As sweetest music plays.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem