Shall I write, as I always do
To express my feelings and more
While flowers in red, are awake too
As the blowing wind, flies ashore
Are there some places, where may I be
And feel you, being near me
Sometimes I think, that there may be
Your feelings, in touch with me
A man may have some hope, and even see
His dreams growing, being alive
Shall I say, I want to see
You before me arrive
How much is the distance,
To the heart of you, my dear?
How much is it, please.
Answer me, I wait, and have a tear….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad poem when love is not near.. Well penned
Thank you for your exact words in describing the feeling of the poem.When I wrote these line I tried to put words in a some fine way, and WOW you felt my feelings! You are great!