When We Met Poem by Malabika Ray Choudhury
When We Met
I remember your face,
I remember your voice,
I remember the face which lightened with expectations,
I remember the voice which quivered with happiness,
When we met.
We do meet again,
After many many years,
A fairy-tale would be more real!
Not in a castle,
Not in a forest,
Not in a wilderness.
She is sick, I am supposed to treat her illness.
something happens inside me!
Our world becomes surreal!
Our whole existence turns magical!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 5:43:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Malabika, It is quite exciting that our mind is often able to keep the vivid record of our first meeting with a person, who later becomes part of life, a loved one. Like a very close friend, the spouse....To recall these cherished memories is to relive the first experience. And these memories make our life worth living. You are, in the poem, reliving the experience of the first meeting with a beloved, with vivid clarity. Your poem carries the reader through your experience. Loved it.
Dear Poet, So nice to read your thoughtful comments and the way you have analyzed the emotions! Thank you sincerely!