In the quiet hum of time's embrace,
True love remains, it leaves no trace.
It doesn't fade like fleeting light,
But burns like stars through endless night.
It's not bound by seasons, or by age,
No chapter turns, no fading page.
It lingers on, a silent song,
A melody that stays, lives long.
Through every storm, through every tear,
Love's voice, unwavering, we hear.
It doesn't vanish with the years,
It grows through joy, and through the fears.
For true love's root runs deep, unseen,
In hearts that beat in shared serene.
And when the body fades away,
Love's essence lingers, will not stray.
It lives beyond the world we know,
A timeless thread that seems to glow.
For true love never leaves, it stays,
In every whisper, in every gaze.
The poem harps on the much talked about "true love"….nothing new or novel … However, congratulations on POD
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely, precious poem! A true pleasure to read and remember!