Fleeting breath of smoke
Forlorn kisses vain with hope
Desolate landscape
How true, the landscape seem to mirror an unhappy heart. Yet I dare to guess that unfulfilled desires, by many of us so called unhappiness could turn the eyes towards different lands. Wondes beyond the clouds for universal love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So much said in just three lines... A very well done haiku!