sky in red
the apple is browning
on the branch
leaves are falling,
clouds are approaching
like daughters of storm
I am dancing
and I am singing
I am expecting
your applause.
you want to find the truth
what do I want to say?
you will find it
in my eyes..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well penned, great imagination, keep it up, you have a way to go and you are on the right track, God Bless You, Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year...Love and Peace...