When the moon dances on the sea waves,
While we do the eye-tango under the pine tree,
The moon and its beam play with nature,
And we play with our hearts, immersed in love.
Glittering galaxy wraps the scattered stars,
As I dive deep into the heart of my beloved,
I see the pearls of solace and peace all over,
The journey of pilgrimage ends with morning bells.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Glittering galaxy wraps the scattered stars....a sparkling poem Dr Nehal. Loved it......5 stars