Walking hand in hand
Waiting by my side
She waltzed alongside
While I pondered
How many seasons
for how many reasons?
When all good feelings
Well said, told me to prevail
Why did I go away
What made me walk away?
I was always there with her
But never ever really there
It was never that way
I had eyes only for her
She was my butterfly
and always my dream bird
And I was hers too, I think!
And we had a good life together
Nits and bits yes, but never pains
Rainbow horizons never appeared
Nor did threatening storms
Quiet drizzles and hot summers yes
Violet whistles and mad drummers no
So why am I still worried
I have a normal life, but like others
I have an abnormal dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem really liked it. Great write.