The birds are still in the trees.
In the spring of love, we used to sing
We talked privately and watched the birds
flying from one branch to the other,
Suddenly, yesterday was lost from us,
and there was sorrow in the heart.
We flew together in a sky dream.
We squeezed the intoxication of love
But we were still thirty
It was love,
Don't ask or blame us
Paradise was only a step but
It was lost and then yesterday
was lost from us
It was love.
Don't ask or blame us.
Comments
Wooow, what such a poem my friend!!!! The truth wich rooted in our selves strongly is; that life without love like lip without smile, flowers without color, words without meanings, times without joy, clouds without rain and sky without stars.
God bless you my friend.
The poem has good nostalgic meaning ..most probably one of them or both took their lives away on the doubted belief that their love will be Eternal in the after life..
:((
Beautifully written. Very touchy.
Bahut bahut shukrya Mr. Mishaikh sahib! I am sorry for the late reply. I hope twenty twenty is bringing happiness and joy for us. Thanks for your nice comment.
Wa ana bihal hal ya Chaima Houimli! I hope to be one of your friends. Thanks for your nice words.
okay....i am not going to blame anybody....lol
It's beautiful i really enjoyed the first part
Yaganiyalli Hamza Haij Albagidi! I hope to be one of your friends. Thanks for pressing the like button.
Bahut bahut shukriya SNR! I hope to be one of your friends. Thanks for pressing the like button.
Dara Gino,
It's been 5 years on this platform now. You still asking me to be ur friend? LOL
You are already in my friend list. M glad to be one of ur friends.
:))
thanks for sharing this beautiful poem.
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