Someone is waiting
For his lost ladylove...
He is standing at
Different footsteps
Separate gestures
Various movements
Disparate body languages...
His all belongings is becoming
Art and ultimately poetry
Owing to touch of love
I see in your words the sensitivity of an artistic mind and heart.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So so beautiful and simply arranged a wonderful idea Well done! !