Come. Come
Talk to me,
But without words
You the one who
Look like as I.! .
Come.. Come
Talk to me,
Like the rain peep
On the windows,
Like a thirsty sand
To the sea..
And..
Like tickling the breeze
To the blossom..
In summer morning.
Come.. Come
Oh companion of my soul,
Let the words behind you,
Let the Spirit for Spirit,
Heart, for the heart,
And tell them our story
Without words just..
Words of silence..!
words of silence, I like it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gajanan Mishra, yhanx for like and comment and sure i'll read your poems!