I am the little flower sly
You are the petals drawn
Can gentle winds wafer-
Take the fringe away?
I am the glass house unstable
Love and you forming the slabs
Can you pull out that easy?
Demolishing my soul’s brace?
Unable to fly all along
With one wing left alone
Embrace me tight enough
Can glide high in the sky!
of course...every one has a deep rooted desire to be with the one true love....life seems broken and cut down if deserted.......lovely piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hi raj good one..........