Far or near
somewhere in the
lonely valley
the nicest flower
is blooming.
I can perceive strongly
its fragrance enchanting.
I can hear its musical call
meant for me
in the humming of bees
and flutter of butterflies
nearby.
I wanna pluck the flower not.
Me, blind
can not see it
with my eyes
earthly.
But
My feet long paralyzed
has started dancing
and lips almost dead
have started singing
aesthetic.
I am in utter solitude
in the valley
no longer threatened
as before
of the roars of the beasts
in the valley.
Hunger and thirst in me
vanishing.
I am hopefully sure
some day the flower
in its fragrance
will transform me
and transform
the lonely valley.
I love this great love poem so original and romantic that will transform every reader!
Wow.. What a poem emerging from the not-so-dry heart for these so-much-cry-within hearts of ours! Loved every line. A poem worth being born on a day you chose to come down this plane. Happy Birth Day to both: The Poet and His Poem. A huge 100+++++ Regards. Subhas
I loved your Poet's Notes...transformed with your love...it sums up your poem beautifully
Thanks for your love for the poets note.you have tried to touch the soul of the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this great love poem so original and romantic.thanku sir for shairing this poem.10000000.........