Time is just passing out,
Feel so lonely in crowd of shout.
Need to sit, Need to share
Moments we’ve spent which’re rare.
Come close, don’t let me go,
Hold your beats, make them low.
Keep your hands into mine,
Sing a song of rhythm divine.
Time to move, moment to fly
Make me smile, make me cry,
Shadow of farness feel across,
We’re sure, we come so close.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem...i like this very much....u have done a marvellous work..