Remembrance is a golden chain.
Death tries to break but all in vain.
To have, to love and then to part,
is the greatest sorrow of one's heart.
The years may wipe out many things,
but this they wipe out never:
The memory of those happy days
when we were all together.
A very sincere interpretation of relationships with all our dears and nears particularly when somebody leaves us for ever. Then we do not have anything with us except memories. To have, to love and then to part
An excellent poem you have posted here as your first on this website. Well done, and welcome to Poem Hunter!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely encapsulated in good diction with conviction. Indeed, it's absolutely impossible for time to wipe away memories of our loved one when they're gone. Thanks for sharing Kae. Please read my poem POETIC MASTERPIECE.