The silvery moon
Came soon
As the night was so dark.
But I could be happy
If you could come
To fill up my heart.
The waves of the sea
Was blowing quietly
In a sweet slow rhythm.
I was only missing you
Even in my nightly dream.
The gentle breeze was
Blowing sweetly
As the night was so hot,
I was in your sweet memories
And I became lost.
its a lovely poem.........excellent job. come and read my poems and give me your reveiws
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes memories always create good poems!