I wrote a poem for you in absence,
and wrote a song in silence.
I found someone in the dream,
who was reciting…
I found a lady in the mist,
who was singing…
I woke alone in the dark,
and found that both had gone.
I, now, follow the dream of the past
which brings something that never disappears-
a face with remarkable eyes,
stays in mind,
grows every morning wise, and
never dies.
The poet is a student of English Department, East West University
