Gasping I ran
They said I was besotted
Forlorn I wept
In voids I sketched
Closed my eyes
Sotto Voce he said
'Run, Run, Run, Miracles lay ahead'
At the portrait I winced
Stood entranced
So full of life
Yet something's dead!
Shivaniji, you penned a beautiful - an excellent poem.kindly read my poem 'Portrait ' too.I will be very glad to know your views.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's simple and very beautiful :) keep on writing! ! ! ! very good! !