Can't Forget a Stolen Kiss
Kisses are never forgotten
when they are first stolen
But kisses lead to paradise,
memories of days gone by
How I wish I had been the plum tree,
witnessing one's kisses
and
Then dying for one
from my loved one....
Ah the kiss I now remember...
I too had once stolen.
Sad there was no return...
as the kiss blew away
along with the wind
A plum fell on my head
and so said
O poet- poet wake up son
The kisser has gone- -
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kisses are never forgotten when they are first stolen But kisses lead to paradise, memories of days gone by..........so impressive and true. Beautiful poem so nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.