Shall we close our eyes
And go back to our past and pleasant
Memories which are still fresh as a morning flower....
Can you still keep them alive
And often recall and allow your eyes to cry
And expect me to wipe your tears....
If yes....still we are living for each other.
Can you remember those heavenly days
We fell in each other's love?
After the hot sun woke up from the east
My heart would count every nano seconds
And my heart's rhythm tick tocked
Till I sat beside you
And started the heavenly journey.
Can you feel that golden moments
Where once our hands clung together
And fingers under other's control,
Penetrating into our eyes and exhilarated,
You, like an intoxicated honey bee,
Nod your head upon my shoulder
And your tender melons crushed and swollen against me.
Cooing, pinching, praising, enchanting all the way, ...
Can you still watering those memories
And keep them as a treasure in your heart?
I try to bury them deep into my heart
But they are sprouting and growing even stronger
So, I can't make a show or act
Can you? Can you? Can you? Can you?
Chris prabu
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem..I loved reading your work that prompted me to read it again and again