ages and ages of loneliness
decades and decades
of walking alone
tired soles
thirsty lips
red eyes
returning
home
to an
empty
house where
you and me sat
on the porch and ate
cashew nuts and sipped wine
now all gone, only memories remain
This is very good indeed, Reshma. The way you've set out the lines is visually very satisfying and at the same time, it works well with the rhythm of the piece. 'Cashew nuts and sipped wine' is especially eloquent. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Remains? ...yes...sweet memories of gulped golden red wine... sober and silent reflections...well let out 10
Yes! only memories remain. ' Of dreams and their interpretations Of brightly lit hands And happy lines of fate Folks separate from us Their memories Continue to live.'
oh, this is sad.Someday you will use that memories to move forward. A nice flow of words. Lovely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
MEMORIES REMAIN... OF THE LOVE EMBEDDED IN MY REALMS... AWESOME.........