It is a miscellany of endless scents
Of a garden's flowers in bloom
Spectacularly in a multitude of palettes
That shall I be longing even in a dream.
Its candor is my sorrow and laughter
Like a rain in summer worthy of a glance
As life then had been rough and bitter
When this love in me kept a distance.
But those were all in a memory
Like a sweet rhyme in a song written
That i earnestly wanted to listen
And echoed its meaning with sencerity.
So now let this love in me be just known
In every dawn that you shall witness
Till a dusk of this life shall pass on
Here i am beside you filled with madness.
RMG 2/7/2020 8: 12PM #onlifeandlovetolive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Rommel Galicia. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.