Yet the sky is blue, leaves green,
tiny bell is on the table
Yet the butterfly is sapphire, smiles violet,
everything is within everything!
Yet the feelings are blue, dreams little baby,
colors are colorful
Yet the days are moving, nights are walking ahead,
afternoons are different!
Grammar is universal, zero goes to infinity
Feelings incubate dreams, but verses are prose!
Poem 37
Book 'Beckoning Jade-Dreams' April 2007
Copyright Musharrat Mahjabeen
Mizan Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8700-82-X
''Feelings incubate dreams'' wonderful cognitive metaphor, wonderful poem of colors...same love...10++with love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good, and beautiful poem. Nice topic and very good work. Thanx. (10v.) Greetings. Maria Barbara Korynt