In those splendid days,
When path so vivid, lost in the jovial chat,
Surpassing the surroundings...
And thus we have,
Not once, but many a times....
Benighted of the road ahead...! !
Soon strangers to beloved..
How ironic...! ! !
Here we sit,
Joys and sorrows shared,
Weaving dreams and aspirations...
The bond,
Deeper than the deepest
Clear as the summer blue,
Naive as the blossoms...
In you, I found comfort,
Guided through my turmoil’s..
Besides you, regained my smile..
You are all I have and all I want
Down the alley,
With untold promises
Walking rapturously ahead.....
A sublime start with a nice poem, Winny. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Jazib Kamalvi for the kind words