On the lover's ground so befell
The autumn leaves from the tree
Gathered on lush grass round around
When the lonely girl from abound
To the bark for much astound
Like the beauty turning seventeen
From sixteen and like the moon
From thirteen to fourteen before the fall
And the sun at the end of journey from the east
Red azure on the top of hills of Margalla sunset
Distant memories and like the fallen leaf
The beauty that like the sparrow to the nest
Around the tree with a crescent walk
To be taken in picture before another autumn
With the willow whose branches were crimson
I would have for the evening on flower pot
With mud mixed wine to drink listening
Yet another story of love and beauty
She shot her glance into my eyes
To say and to read all that remained unsaid
Like the lonely moon that kissed for the last
The autumn leaves that flew away with breeze
2/12/2009
Beautiful poem! So cool, hopeful, and well penned! deserves 10+++
wowwwww Sadiq Yet another story of love and beauty When she shot her glance into your eyes Just to say that alls not lost Like the autum leaves that flew away with the breeze a reassurance, that she will come back again With another spring, in brightest green Like a reddest rose, with brightest sheen -10 anjali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice symbolism..........