one fine morning she is walking with me
her heart is in love im with in her hug..
she is open hearted and she is in clutch
crossed fourty nine but in glimpse so young
walking through the mighty juncle..
with lay her head on my shoulder
tall trees are line by the side
fragrance of the flowers on her
we feel cool water gurgled our feet
my lover touching the stream with joy
pleasant surprise in this spring
try to catch the lovely sprinkles..
we never forget that moon day
pray to come as every day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice and romantic… ‘pleasant surprise in this spring’ …Rituraj [King of seasons] bestows in bounty to poets like you…so unending spring for you Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10