I soaked sand
I wrote your name
The opening and wavy
A bold, body wave
I take away thy name
I've become empty
After you go
Your name will be lost
few nice short lines...make us remember that time.... nice liked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stress comes and goes with wave.But tide marks of memory creates nice lines of poems like soaked sand.Thanks for sharing.A huge 10