Our love is broken
The wings of time has taken it away
To a land beyond the sun
The good hours spent
Together in between circadian chores
I remember and lament
This cruel world laugh
How in a short span our single soul
Shreds into two halves
You must be missing
Our meeting at the moonlit barn
Our gossiping and kissing
Can we hold the promises?
Made to the faithful hours of love
When life would turn into pieces
Counting days I wait
I believe you to return into my arms
And to rewrite our fate.
You must be missing Our meeting at the moonlit barn Our gossiping and kissing... come, come please and rewrite our fate.......... beautifullllll so much of feeling packed up in your words and stanzas......... thank u dear Tiku poet.
That is a very great compliment for a simple poet like me sir. My heartfelt gratitude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your anguish over the broken love has nicely been portrayed. Your anxiety and expectations over an amicable solution of the drift are also beautiful...10
That is true Sir. Thanks for your concern. I am glad you liked it.