Where is my love
Its going away
Sometimes I need to leave the tree
and my branch/ to free myself
From myself
Days are beautiful
Thank you for everyone of them
Little bird
Please fly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Classical way of expressing non-satiety. Bird simply symbolizes obsessed serenity and thirst for expansion of a human soul. It always tries to go beyond the traditional and disciplined family-bondage. Any form of art is the way of flying to a human soul, has been practiced from the beginning of civilization. Ancient and pre-historic cave -paintings perhaps the proper examp. to set in this context. Thank you.....write more.... regards, 10++ pranab