A sabulous stroll down the memory lane;
On the variegated chariot of delight.
Amidst the rocky narrow streets of pain;
sometimes to the exquisite ecstatic height...
Where some effulgent moment continue to shine on...
With some cimmerian nights eclipsing the sheen f joy.
And ailing agonies dashing to the island f grief..
And pleasures weaving an illuionary decoy...
Rejuvinating the past with the essence f remembrances;
And living in that few moments the span f years.
There lies a dry crumpled rose still full f fragrances;
Chanting softly the saga f some unshrinkable distances....
Coming back to present with some tears & smiles;
With your love shining bright, can walk an extra mile.
Not the candid hours: memorable moments r worth while;
They are what make us whole, no matter if they are volatile......
The longing to relive some moments intense! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The desire to embrace the warmth of words unsaid...
With hope that sunny days will be back again.......
Compensating with love n care for my embroiled pains.......
The thing that makes u go sublime is a piece of art.. it does that. I can look a heart of a youth lying or lost in the woblation of words.. though situation of daydreaming or rapture of a peace full death is éclat but the pain of killing ur self, lost in words is a blessing intact. A writer who is still into womb of poetry!
i really admire ur english and emotions too may u get wat u wish
words woven beautifully, reflecting intense love even during pain......hope ur lover and u gt bq togetha as soon as possibl
I've just read your poem and its really great..... wow i really admire your English (i'm not that good like you when it comes in English) ..hehehe keep on writing... go go go...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a nice poem, Zoya. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.