In the spring season's mornings,
when the exotic flowers blooms;
when scented winds breezes all over,
My captured heart gets freed.
When the children plays,
when their voices turns into soft laughters,
My innocence too comes alive again.
In the spring season's evenings,
while I hear a bird sing a tune
A heart-touching, the most peaceful one;
I am too forced to whistle along.
In the spring season's night,
In my rain-drenched dreams,
I still see your first gaze
In the quietest of the windy dawns,
I still do hear your heart-warming voice.
''In the spring season's night, In my rain-drenched dreams, '' I like this passage.. thanks for sharing cheers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you all.. Still a beginner, so please bear the mistakes if any : -D