Lost in the tides
Although there is a blue river,
Flows silently between us,
Still the mist of forgetfulness
exist out of the windows.
Memories of shared lovely
Moments which is not yet remembered
Lost in the tides of time,
My soul still wishes you to be
Nearby my bedside always
To console, to treat and
To be part of mine.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
http: //www.williamsji.com
http: //www.moonmakers.com
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I would like to translate this poem
so alluring and flow like a melody a job well done sir........ Love is ability to look into someone eyes and know the silent message they send... and how beautiful massage you have sent to your love thanks for sharing.... love, payal