When I saw her, I felt something,
her face was a Moon, shining,
her hands lay inert, beckoning,
my heart was just overwhelming
The smile, charming, it had a glow,
her gentleness clear, there was no show
I wished she always would be by my side
what should I do, I could not decide
The platform raced, the train pulled along,
my heart, sad, like an unsung song
that gentle child, I had to leave her there
in the midst of the sands, playing somewhere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh! so sad but beautiful expression. Keep writing.