in your not coming
distance, distanced itself.
i looked at the horizon,
beyond it,
was your sunny smile.
the hours we spent together
may be locked in the memory,
but visible is your absence,
burning the heart of desire,
to see you again.
entangled........
in the life web
i am the lone lovers love,
whose spirit rises above
all cumpulsions,
to weave a dream
for tomorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I LOVED THE WORDS -'distance distanced itself '! Certainly past happy memories will result in weaving dreams for the morrow by the lone lover! 10! -Raj