When the entire creation is swinging
on the sway of slumber
carnival of silence spreaded throuhout
kids are stuck to mother's breast
sucking of mother's milk in deep sleep
cheers a smile, realises her presence
night flower blossoms with diversities of color
fragrance of thy sweet melody
divulge the enormous faith of love
akin to all creatures foresaking me alone
regardless waves of sea touch the shore
i make a muse with my life
insearch of a rhematic expression
all pathos burried in the grave of night,
then night flowers blossom.
Stunning write full of amazing imagery and lines that blossom with such sensitivity!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
all pathos burried in the grave of night, then night flowers blossom. Lovely poem specially these two lines.