Silence resides inside that room
Reside also an angel whom heaven refused
To take back
Once in deep noon knocked there
Knocked alone with my desire endless
No expectation of anybody to respond
My ever immigrated heart to console
But a nightingale from a hole beside
Flew away sudden to celebrate my appearance
Silence then that deserted cottage
Surroundings hill afar, field long wide with no corn
High trees scattered holding whole the blue above
Diving through its shadow sat there to rest
And just then.......
With slow step she came out opening the door
With much care her fingers invited me to enter
The room so dark so intoxicating odor
No sound I listened anywhere
Visibility nil only a motion speeded my passion
Hand touched as if healing gave my birth again
No crowd no chaos
Only a smell arrested me to rich to that warm
Touched then the whole of that holly presence
And melted long with burning with that silent flame!
Pranab k c
18/07/2016
What a beautiful poem! ! ' And melted long with burning with that silent flame! ' is very nice. Like the lines flow and concept.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well done dear poet