That was the time
When love flowed like
A stream incessantly
Day and night
We were going mad
Due to call of work
From each other remained
Out of sight
This is the time
Living close to each other
In this old age is safe
And gives peace
With a foot touching
The grave and the used
Heart beating incoherently
We have no new wish
Love flows like a stream between young and old. This poem is very interestingly penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A big truth well narrated...true love blossoms only in the old age between a couple....a beautiful poem....5 stars thank you friend for all your comments on my poems