gloomy whirlpools
surf me soundlessly
let by ones be by ones
our souls follow dearly
endless dreams
begin to hover above
beyond unrequited love
there are unpredictable sins
mild minarets
notice nostalgias
who ever be in love
will never feel any grief
(dedicated to a great poet at poemhunter, Victor Sklyarov)
Tough epitaph speaks of an endless dream of a soul resting in peace.
last lines are wonderful, to love is to embrace grief but the magic of love is that it gives strength to withstand grief! ! ! !
Uhhg that was stinkin amazing! ! ! it has my favorite word in there too nostalgia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'mild minarets notice nostalgias who ever be in love will never feel any grief' The idea you have incorporated in these conclusive lines is very nice. I do like it. Thanks for this beautiful work,10+