Standing on the shore of relationships
I see the waves of love turning up
One by one and then diminishing
Going deep to the base
To never return.
What remains
Is the bunch of memories
Giving life to the body to carry
And live this otherwise a dead life.
Sweet love memories always take our march forward...a lovely poem
Wonderful poetry. "….. memories /Giving life to the body to carry /And live this otherwise a dead life"… quite philosophical …
Brilliant verse, Ricky....a fine reminder of just how nourshing to the body thoughts can be!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem Ricky. Full Stars.