Mornings filled with fragrance of quinces
Milky afternoons and the fog of the burnt memories
Sunsets of honey and blood
Violet streaks
Sovereign leaves silencing the noise of life
Sky wounded by millions of stars
Lead coloured rains on trees altars
Ground, hypnotized by so many footsteps
By wind, by moon, by birds...
i like your writing, are your poems translated to enlgish, do you write them in enlgish, what is your voice?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Autumn.....where the seasons merge.....beautiful indeed!