I can still feel your tranquil touch
The warmth clutches my heavy heart still
It swirls and flows with much impatience
All the while sucking this heart-rendering thrill
I miss you so much that it intoxicates me
So much that I still come to the place we first meet
And it led me to recall the beautiful things you once bring
Each time I pass through this cursed street
Time is merciless and often it swayed my withered faith
To place it all quietly far behind
Yet I cannot, and I shall not forget you, and
Oh how tragedy can overwhelm the most beautiful of mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really skillful words here with the unforgettable emotions.