Concerning the smile of her
I form my senses in her
Though she is away from me
I sense her with all memories
Never I miss my love
Never the happiness she gave
I pause on every charm
Every moment spent with her
And raise my arms lightly
To capture her in me tightly
No longer than her eyes
I see my life in it
What a presence of her
Makes everything a pride
How to say of her beauty
Goddesses! yes, my goddesses.
Memories can be beautiful depending on your mood.I feel the colour and the way this reflects through your poem makes this an enjoyable piece of art.10
a lovely write about a memory. I see my life in it- what a presence of her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful. The thing of memories it never allows you to forget! Splendid piece...