Life is beautiful
when it is full
to be full
you should fill
your hearts with smell
and lips with bells
bells that could spill
smiles aloud
in infectious clouds
heart to smell
someone has to dwell
into the affectionate well
where sacrifices impel
Us to kneel
before the lovely spell
of Innocence' Will
Life is Sweet
when hearts meet
hand in hand
when life drums beat
when the beauty
sleeping in the inner worlds
buds within
with soaking warmth
bodyless
aimless
goalless
when hearts meditate
upon the escalating state
of accelerating pace
of hearts opening up
into the world of God
where miracles of feelings
and magic touches of glory
are shared between
hearts vibrating in Unison..........
true... life is too swet and so beautiful, , life is too sjort.. lets get it, , lets get our happiness.. dear poet..its really so beautiful as your life.. hazem al..10++
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I would like to translate this poem
with all its sufferings n mioseries; LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL, indeed...lalitha....a finely crafted poem, dear....