I was waiting for her to appear,
Since I was to meet her,
After so many days,
Yes, the waiting was sweet as honey!
She came at last,
With a smile as a gift,
Our eyes met,
Our eyes smiled in joy!
We talked on and on,
I wished I could stop time!
- Unrhymed Poetenry: Poems of Ten Lines
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem