ঢাকা ০৪:২৯ অপরাহ্ন, শনিবার, ১৪ মার্চ ২০২৬, ৩০ ফাল্গুন ১৪৩২ বঙ্গাব্দ

POEM OF CONCETTA LA PLACA || THE WIND SPEAKS TO ME OF YOU

  • আপ : ১২:২২:১৭ পূর্বাহ্ন, শুক্রবার, ২৭ ফেব্রুয়ারী ২০২৬
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The wind speaks to me of you.

Tonight it blows so strongly and I listen to your words dispersed across the cosmos and in this brief time.

They echo in the distance and like tormented howls they reach my welcoming heart, which absorbs them and makes them its own.

They are the ones you never told me and which echo and are carried, painfully, into this infinity where you and I will love each other, despite everything, forever.

True love fears neither time nor space, but lives beyond all expectations in eternity.
©Concetta La Placa

POEM OF CONCETTA LA PLACA || THE WIND SPEAKS TO ME OF YOU

আপ : ১২:২২:১৭ পূর্বাহ্ন, শুক্রবার, ২৭ ফেব্রুয়ারী ২০২৬

The wind speaks to me of you.

Tonight it blows so strongly and I listen to your words dispersed across the cosmos and in this brief time.

They echo in the distance and like tormented howls they reach my welcoming heart, which absorbs them and makes them its own.

They are the ones you never told me and which echo and are carried, painfully, into this infinity where you and I will love each other, despite everything, forever.

True love fears neither time nor space, but lives beyond all expectations in eternity.
©Concetta La Placa