You won't hear the world cracking,
collapsing into a dusky silence
where wings no longer flutter
and love itself ceases
in a fiery paradise of amber petals.
All the dreams took the colours of
incandescent rays caressing the
shoulders of a lonesome lover...
The fragrance of autumn,
against the walls of my heart
exposes the colours of your gestures
that creep forever like the shadows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All the dreams took the colours of incandescent rays caressing.... Very wonderful imagery is wisely painted here with interesting theme. Important task done really......10