'As I walked around this block and think
to see the view and let its radiance sink
to the tall buildings and birds that flies
and with people of different paths in life
the winds slowly rising and getting cold
as it prepared from the coming winter fold
the leaves gently rustling from its trees
that for months will weep from the breeze
another closing day of the setting sun
as the solemn clouds and darkening skies
lets me walks with sorrow that never last
and makes me always reminisced my past.'
A beautiful piece of poem expressing deep feelings of sadness.To quote a few lines- - - the winds slowly rising and getting cold as it prepared from the coming winter fold the leaves gently rustling from its trees that for months will weep from the breeze
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Ms Bharati Nayak for your comment. Really appreciate it.