Hmnn its still all fresh
Like milk so white and fresh
I long the taste of freshness
All like a baby devoid of mother’s presence
I see the star
Like a scar
It teases and scolds
In the roof top with us
Darling company it was
I see the trees
They whisper in darkness
Chilling and chirping are crickets
The whispers made your honeyed voice
My love
Void are times and spaces
Your images soft with smiles
Coming and passing dawns
Nightmares to inspiring dawns
We looked forward to
Show me your face again
I’ll do all to tie the knots
My love, you are all I miss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice work, thank you for sharing