</>In My Little Nest
I Make Noise
Always I Realise
My Mom Also
Now It Changes
My Voice
My Figure
Noticed Mom
The Next Tree Top
I saw You and
Your Song
Can`t Understand
Is it called Love
Felt Something
In the Winter Too Hot
I Felt Something?
sweet...moving piece... growing into a person and growing in love. we all have undergone changes. experienced or will experience the first feel on the thing called_love... beautiful share.......10++++
Lovely poem.The imagery used is of fine nature, which really makes one to feel warmth.
In winter too hot you felt…is it warmth of LOVE [not love]? 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
This one definately has its charm. Romance begins in the tree tops.10+. Always your friend, sandra
Lovely images making this a beautiful poem...thank you...Fi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice imagery, it moved me through the treetops.