Only memory will be evergreen
Loose it cannot its luster of freshness
After the soul is gone without being seen
Reminisce one can the past even in darkness
Vivid in remembrance and in essence
Flowing will be emotions like a stream
Lost in world of thoughts wrapped in reverence
Wondering whether it is real or dream
Waking up from the trance with new feeling
Some stirring some stifling in notion
Making the claim that time is not pausing
As life always and will be in motion
Revealing the fact that fleeting is time
Live the moment on hand, rain or sunshine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem