by Vladimir Marku
Falling rain brings you to me
"Times New Roman","serif"">While your face I see in my tears
"Times New Roman","serif"">Missing turns into a stream
"Times New Roman","serif"">Filling up my soul
"Times New Roman","serif"">Overflown I cannot breath
"Times New Roman","serif"">Rain’s falling and reminds me of you
"Times New Roman","serif"">Your silky voice and soft eyes
"Times New Roman","serif"">The stream of missing you takes me away
"Times New Roman","serif"">To the sea of pain
"Times New Roman","serif"">Rain is falling and you are not here
"Times New Roman","serif"">To silently thrill
"Times New Roman","serif"">Tucked in each other’s eyes
"Times New Roman","serif"">While rain’s falling.
- Share this Poem:
ABOUT THE POET ~
Vladimir Marku: novelist, poet, essayist, translator and interpreter. Born Durrës, Albania, October, 1950. Graduated at Foreign Languages Faculty, Tirana University. Worked in the oil industry. Presently teaches English at a Private Foreign Languages Institute., Has written twenty-six books, all published, in Albanian and some in English.
Last updated May 21, 2012