When
in the calm and lonely night
a breezing wind sings a song
of quite unknown season of love...
I do start changing
the pages of my past days
one by one...
and even more to the introversion
where in the island of memories or
such as like
once hot summer's afternoon of June
I feel warmth of your that touch
even now feeling that at this moment...
I feel warmth of your that touch even now feeling that at this moment... Beautiful lines... :)
When in the calm and lonely night a breezing wind sings a song of quite unknown season of love... I do start changing the pages of my past days one by one... Heart touching lines....... I love your poetry.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I felt like if I am going thru my past, such nice words chosen in poem that one can't be uneffected by it.