While running this restless and unceasing race
the thirsting heart quest for love and peace
and I take a moment to reminisce a foregone age
an age full of toys and of mother's sweet kiss
an age of errs and of father's reassuring embrace
of that bond with brother and of those mischiefs
yes, it was an age of innocence
but wasn't the one with absolute joy and bliss
wonderful write. very thoughtful. please read some of my poems and comment. :)
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Alyosha. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks