Echoes of lost love stir in farthest reaches of this mind,
reminding intellect of its vibrant feelings and emotions
while being with a certain someone in the past.
Reliving good times and feelings that came with them, let-
ting them be rekindled time and again in the present and
future.
Knowing they played vital roles in our life, wishing at
times they had never ended, but alas, that's the way of
this temporary earthly life.
We have no control over it and we cannot go back in time,
so as we grow older, our minds return to those past times
nostalgically in memories.
Giving us an insurmountable passion and desire, living a
mundane and ordinary life now, having only wishes and
dreams to fulfill what out hearts still desire, need and
want today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem