Every night when I went to the bed
With some dreams my heart can read
The first and the last, my First Love came
I woke up late dreaming the same.
With some sorrows, with a little smile
Missing her all the day and for a while
Neither beside me nor she was there
Where have you left Oh! my dear.
I saw her only in my dreams
This kills me, My heart pains
My pillow is wet as I can see now
This is the symbol of my First Love.
The first and last! ! Love and life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Amazing expression of love and longing. Thanks. I would like to quote one line: @@@ His only reason of smile is the loving memories of that girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dreams, love, sorrows, joys, expectations, human mind love's mysteries..... very finely described in your own way. tony