Golden lights dancing through my window
Little angles kissing the sun
Would you take those sticky boots off?
Helping me pass the life?
Cause I'm incapable of living without love
Northen breeze touching my hair and lips
Playful nightingales signing songs of lives
Would you close the black skies?
Helping me find my path?
Cause I'm incapable of living without light
Rivers roaring and coming from far
Balck stones laughing so loud
Would you kill the death?
Cause I'm incapable of living without laughter
Love, Lights and Laughs
Oh yeh, my spring time is made from these things
And it lasts forever when i recite the song i only wrote for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful! What a parade of true emotions and corresponding images. I love the interplay the three-line passages with the two-line passages. There is a call and response pattern it creates, and that gives your poem a unique dynamism. And besides it is filled with gratitude expressed in simple language, no false gushing of emotions we cannot trust. Your poem speaks to me with integrity. And in the very last phrase - THE SONG I ONLY WROTE FOR YOU - you tenderly and quietly turn the poem of spring into a Love Poem!