In these shivering nights
When the chilling wind quits
We are alone under the tree
Warming our heart by the eyes
The moon is unaware about the night
Chilling wind quits memories under tree. This night is amazingly perceived with warming heart and bright feelings. An excellent poem is well penned.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cold nights! With the muse of the season. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.