Emptiness of happiness is bliss,
Because u don’t know what you miss.
I miss our first kiss,
your soft tender and wet lips.
I miss my first sunset,
the colors intense yet calming.
Its weird that you don’t know
what you miss until its too late and gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
how true.. Sometimes sitting back & enjoying the moment by recalling it is gud enough.. You maynot enjoy such a moment again but you are lucky you can relive it forever in your memory...