The sugary smile and the loving eyes
The whispering lips and those touching words
The beautiful gentle breeze of countryside
The musicale of high school guitar cords
DOESN’T IT MATTER? ? ? ? ?
The Horizon of the dream and reality
The enlivening evening walk, with holding hands
The brush of those autumn leaves
And the kisses of the first rain on the drying sand
DOESN’T IT MATTER? ? ? ?
I cried, I fought,
I knew, I Sought
And then I Thought……to let it go…………
As those brilliance of the sun rays
Scintillating the effect when it flows...
As the wind that mesmerises when it blows
But yes after all these while, it still matters,
The purity in those words & the beauty of the divine.
The love that was lost & those golden tears
Alas! ! ! The ETERNAL human MIND…….
'The love that was lost & those golden tears Alas! ! ! The ETERNAL human MIND…….' Beautiful composition.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Kabita. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.