I don't know
The rustlings of whose dress
I hear at my door in the dark night
Don't know even
Whose face I see in my dreams
Who appears as a shadow in my sight?
I don't know
Why do I lost count of waves
That lapped against the mighty rocks
Don't know even
Who does whisper into my ears?
And in me how a feeling of love evokes
I don't know
Why do I clamour for silence?
Why do I loath to hear the wind
Don't know even
Why does my thought follow someone?
Who has the love that control over my mind?
I don't know
For whose memory I write the lines
On white surface of life with transparent tear
Don't know even
If it is she who longs to be with me
As the pain of separation I can't bear
Splendid! The picture of a sorrowful mind, the love working as undercurrent have a class itself.
it is very sad, i found myself chocking, it so emotionally sad, all have to say to you is thank you for sharing it anyway, because sadness can sometimes be healed with another, The_African_Son
You must know and feel grateful for this beautiful heartfelt poem! We all gain with your reflections about love and life, Tiku. Keep up sharing with us the joys and sorrows of our life. Every reader benefits from it all. Cheers Maria
I like this poem. You write of a love lost. I too have loved and lost. Makes for heart felt beautiful poems.
I just love it. Love can sometimes make us confused but even then it is also love that keeps us alive. Well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice compose. beautiful poem