This is a palace, where I dwell
The sun crowning the crowns
The wind kissing the blooms
This is where happiness swell.
But then I saw you walking
Away, with never a glance
Before I ever had a chance
My dream forbid me waking.
The palace sees the ashes
Of which, my heart burnt
And still burns, with the
Fire you once passed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i feel the agony of the protagonished... i feel in my heart the beauty of the poem my hear gets soften by the influence of the poem...the effect of the poem trimendous.....thanks for sharing the poem...im waiting for new one