WE HAVE TIME
What games did you play when you were a child?
I didn't know what kind of ice-cream you liked.
There was an iron curtain between us.
Don't you remember my hair's ribbon like a butterfly?
No, you didn't see as I was afar.
The bird wasn't me in the azure sky.
The iron curtain was heavy and dark.
We grew up in the world's different parts.
The iron curtain melted like a crystal of ice.
Which curtain hides me from your blue eyes' sight?
Is it made of steel being darker than night?
Childhood starts with sunrise.
We met at sunset but we have time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Anahit. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks