Too close— but billion distance
Two high rises side by side
— Non-reachable
On the valley of your noose
A noon was bent differently
Yellow desire oozed on brows
Purple wind darker than grief
If midnight moon comes close
I’ll be a wild flower on hill foot
Beautiful there are at you desires, dear Ashraful. The midnight moon perfectly operated on you / with a smile / 10... Thank you...... Tsira
Vote Box not found? Why? Still Ten by all heart dr.sakti
'On the valley of your noose A noon was bent differently...' Excellent imagery! Wow! ! Carried forward. Ten++ But how to communicate? No message allowed. Regards dr sakti
if midnight moon comes close I’ll be a wild flower on hill foot Wonderful....you are capable of telling so many things in so small a space.... 10++++++++++++
Glorious imagery Ashraful and the wild flower did it for me. 10 Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true poet....... mad at heart.................................