Slowly like sand I am collapsing
With mild touch of the lovely wind
Body like high cliff, soul falcon ring
Ah! Knowledge, flown wisdom to find
How long? I’ll write name on the sand
Calm breeze that soothes, kill me
I pray my Lord, I raised my hand
Whispers for thy divine help, you see.
Narrowly entering into death hole
I am not hopeless but homeless
Here in this earth, worth playing chess
To be loved by you, is my goal
I am not hopeless but homeless...looks like as each word iz composed by the core of ur hearth by such dignity, not to be expressed in words, .....Here in this earth, worth playing chess To be loved by you, is my goal...yeap it should be desired by everyone but unfortunately trade fair of world bewildered us Shoddily...thanks for sharing such worthfull artistic piece among us.
Exceptionally beautiful..fabulous one sir: -) please read my poems and comment if you find them worth.
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I would like to translate this poem
give me haven take me home take me home take the hand touch the heart to be loved by you is my goal/ it is breath taking but giving hope