Pacing forward holding hands
They go along through the hills
And valleys and beautiful seas
As i stood there watching them
I reached my hands into my empty pocket
It was cold and filled with silence
I looked at my watch quietly
It lay motionless on my wrist
I gave a long pause and another and another and another.....
Till the rain falls down from the skies
I never had an umbrella
Because you had one
And I'll never have one
Because it won't rain above the clouds
I wanted to say Ok Sagar but the thing is i can't comment with less than 20 characters hahaha
you are excellent at creating poems which has both literal and metaphorical meanings!
this is nicely written, and dont apologize for writing metaphors they not stupid, keep it up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good, so nice and fragrant. well done dear Sunny rose, (10 out of 10)