When life longs
to unburden, to weep,
I shed its tears.
Words wet the wind,
and it rains.
Poems.
When love craves
to come alive, to consummate
I disperse its kisses.
Words warm the wind
and it shines.
Poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems in tears and love, beautifully penned Asha