Nostalgic noon, the sun shines bare
sea-crafted moor;
bliss wearing smile will come in air,
remote and pure
Refined aloneness of your kiss
with me will stay,
embrace the cold of the winter day
and fly away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sweet poem! ! The rhyming, the flow and the concept are amazing. Thanks for sharing Sir.10++++