Look at her,
she's smiling now,
when the sun emits its light,
and it spreads over the sky blue.
Birds fly towards her,
some chirp over the trees green,
clouds hang out with its mates,
and gossip some at a place.
Look at her now,
she's turning red,
when anger grabs her,
and she starts bawling.
She's crying now,
showering water from her eyes,
pouring over the heavenly earth,
glittering the trees and birds on their nests.
It's turning night,
she unties her thick black hair,
and spreads over the heavenly earth,
covering with darkness.
Stars twinkling at her,
it's a moment of romance,
the moon peeps from behind,
in a romantic poetic mood,
narrated by the breeze,
that flows on the entire earth,
and listened by me and you.
descriptive.....romantic.........touching your visions of sun and day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
liked the way sky is personified as a woman...