I catch in my hand too large hills,
This imagery my emotion too fills.
I hold mountains and trees in head,
Wonderful story is always here said.
Go on watching far sky horizon east,
If you have a moment hold at least.
Mountains are flying within a height,
They are sparking like clouds light.
Mountains are running in a high sky,
Come on men soon let us too do fly.
Kissing beauty pure, vices sky kills
I catch in my hand too large hills.
Lovely poem filled with imagination. Loved the lines...'I catch in my hand two large hills'. Very inspiring poetic words.
Hanuman only carried one mountain. You are able to handle two with ease.
I catch in my hand too large hills....... beautiful imagery and thoughts. liked it..10
They are sparking like clouds! ! ! With the wonders of nature; and, the muse of your imagination.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I so appreciate your, Poet's notes