Now I catch the wave from Ether,
And fill in it the particles of tear;
With hope, I float my mail in the air!
I wait for the reply for hours,
My tired seat tells me here
Whose love do you nurse?
I remain wordless, I know a few
Can say like you: Take my heart
Don't want anything in lieu!
I touch those lovely words,
I rear them with great care;
To join them as my parts!
A sudden flash makes it clear__
The sweet presence of ether
Can bring my friendship near.
So, I send another mail to say,
Thank you my Ether friend
For giving me the brighter day.
In this selfish zone of the universe,
Here where we exploit each other;
Only pure friendship emerges large!
(Here, Ether=The upper regions of the air i.e The Sky)
How could we manage without emails - the old fashioned love letter had a lot going for it methinks. A lovely poem.
Ether is anesthetic in nature, but fill in it the particles of tears, which means water and then send it as a mail. I have no comments, but those who know the scientific facts related to this poem may understand. Take care.
stunned stunned and stunned.............. the punches u r giving me with ur words..are casting a spell
Nilakshi.... u have left me stunned..........compliments will disgrace it and praises will fade the magic..... just let me flow i
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is something about your poetic style i admire but i won't let it out!