These morning dewy flowers
These mournful flowers
Of your obstinate absence
Diaphanous and omnipresent
Brushing against my stubborn remorse
And my groaning regret
Secretly all the time
And your beautiful tender lips
Fluttering like rosy butterflies
Fading away upon mine
That lost scent of your fragrance
And your flowered smiles floating
Above the boundless vault of my silent scream
And this infinite ocean of rippling sobs and sighs
And, it’s of love fire and of you I will always dream
Beautiful, interesting and emotional. Written lightly, I like it and admiring
A wistful piece - pognant too. well crafted love poem Nizamettin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poetry, I am reading with pleasure. Maria Barbara Korynt