The trajectory of love
and the hopeless attempt to understand it-
They call it 'the ultimate feeling'
I call it a 'flying dove'
Pure and beautiful - it flies high above
The earth beneath maintains its shadow
The wandering minds never cease to wonder-
But I let it fly...
High, in the blue sky!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, the dove that intrigues! : -) Thank you! @Syed Ahmed Shah