During those searching years
So many springs passed,
Sans your shape,
Sans your colour,
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Of my burning heart! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you Sir for the kind visit and the invaluable remarks.
Of ja burning heart! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
All the memoirs Sweet, fragrant and colourful Like the spring Were burnt. Flowers bloomed, But of course- Sans pleasure, Sans contentment, Sans fragrance! ! Thanks for the sharing this lovely poem with us.
All the memoirs Sweet, fragrant and colourful Like the spring Were burnt. Flowers bloomed, But of course- Sans pleasure, Sans contentment, Sans fragrance! ! Loneliness in the searching well expressed. 10+++ for sharing.