You are not song,
That someone can sing,
And walk along,
You are not a poem or rhyme,
Made of dead words,
And empty lines,
You are, my love,
A sweet symphony,
That always,
Plays in my ears,
You are someone,
Who takes away,
All my fears,
You are the one,
In whose memories,
I shed silent tears,
You are not just a song,
My dear,
You are the one,
For whose tender hug,
I long,
And you are the one,
In whose arms,
I belong! !
Every single word is like a pearl strung together with lots of love to form a beautiful poem!
Thy sweet Symphony of love is beautiful music indeed to me my love... Nijunj here is a line for your lady so fine...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
splendid...tht is awesome....seems ur the betta person thez days...wow...simply wow...i haf no othr words mate......ur girl's a lucky person! ! !