Now in solitude
I suffer the slicing pain
in reminiscing the yesteryear
of the happy moments we shared
locked into this colored old photos
The captured kiss and hug
and smiles that we expressed
truly show how in loved we were
which are now vanished in reality
liken to the faded old photos of us
Yet though we are now apart
can not savor anymore the love
which used to enthuse the spark
and excitement of a romantic mood
lit a smile as I scan the old photos
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem