Never a Day Passes without your Rememberance
In my teen age,
you walked into my heart
and made it an abode of fancy.
Tempestuous time tore us asunder.
We lost touch with each other.
Four decades are gone.
But never a day passes without remembering you.
In your mind too, the same may be the story.
Even if I were taken to Mars,
your face will not flee off my mind.
How these thoughts do recur?
God alone knows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And want to hold your hand and remember you as...a loyal friend and a kind spirit!