somethings on the go,
refreshes memories.
at night,
by my bedside,
memories light.
meeting is not possible,
i want to say something.
i cant forget you,
i cant call you,
why this happening?
everything
is as it is.
but something is missing,
your voice, your smile & glimpse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A drop of nectar, really sweet; thanks sister J!