Hi! Good morning
Your eyes flash up
And lips round up to reciprocate
A hurried wish.
Softly, eyes down cast
You walk forward slowly,
As you walked away
I felt like a javelin
Thrown into the air, to where I do not know.
The wind passes by chuckling,
And the coldness wraps me in dread.
As my mind moves out
I call
The echo disturbs silence
Then there is no more
of you and I.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem