Such a music in this cold wind,
travelling along the breezes,
ethereal with it,
Feeling of a new rhythmic emollient,
blooming around me,
but is it real?
Dalliance to my knowledge only,
in the deeply saddened embracement
it seems lonely.
Oh dear, I do not brood,
nor the nature allows, but
again the love rises
beneath the core of my heart,
And that it may vanish away
of my mind,
any time.
Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Piyush. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice poem sir......