Memories taste so bitter,
When those with
whom we share
Are nowhere.
Nights look so dark,
When the moon,
hides behind the clouds
And its light does share.
Heart would seem so desolate,
When its beats desert,
And the garment of sorrow
And grief it does wear ''
'' Memories taste so bitter, When those with whom we share Are nowhere. '' In my language (Italian) : '' Hanno un sapore amaro, i ricordi, Quando coloro con I quali li condividiamo Sono scomparsi. ''
Thank you sir so much! I am so much happy to read your comments on my poems! You are really one of a kind! It's really an honour that you are the first to comment on my poems and also who translated my poem into Italian!
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I can relate with... Thank you for sharing your poetry with us, Harith. Welcome at Poem Hunter!