Under the crying clouds
I hold my hands
Around your waist
And whispered.....
Smell of sand inhaled
Pressing waist invited
To share your love
Kept untouched....
Lips changed into purple
Eyes brightened as stars
And remember the words
which I forgot to say...!
Eyes brightens again
Under the crying clouds
Holding your hands
In this journey of life.
What a beautiful poem! I loved the descriptive 'crying clouds' and 'eyes brightened as stars'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful imaginary and imagery. Beautifully crafted on love and rain. Thanks for sharing.10