The darkness showcases its grief,
unpublished,
in the night-sky of remembrance.
The unknown flashes its whereabouts
in the hurling winds of anonymity,
above the almighty sea.
And then wrapped in scarlet,
the sky blushes,
under the sun's romantic caresses.
The youth of the spring,
blooms in one flower of awakening.
And the watery edge
of the lotus-leaf
portrays the curve of karma-yoga.
Bathed in dew-drops,
yet untouched by water!
And the watery edge of the lotus-leaf portrays the curve of karma-yoga. Bathed in dew-drops, yet untouched by water. these are wonderful lines, sarvesh.i loved them.
a bit of philosophic shade apart this poem is full of soft romantic imageries that would spur the reader heart...Matthew does a nice and correct observation on your poetic skill downline...excellent piece...10
untouched by water...to live like the lotus...everyone's utopia, isn't it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
brilliant imagery...a lovely philosophy at the end...beautiful....10