Oceans are never silent, likewise the sky.
The waves whisper their secrets, embracing each other.
And they are separated, never to meet again.
But, I always see a flower in the ocean.
In a hazy misty morning...
Giving a message of true love that never departs
...........a flower in the ocean, only I could see.
This poem touched me. This is pure and pristine, itself like a flower. 'The waves whisper their secrets, embracing each other.' - Who else other than a poet can hear this whisper? '...........a flower in the ocean, only I could see.' - A true poet indeed! The note too is poetic. It touches deep... Keep gazing at the shattering waves, even if those raise a wave or two deep in your heart. Remembrance of sad stories too gives a touch of sweetness and purity. Our sweetest songs are those.... You know!
Thank-you so much for your beautiful comments, carrying so much depth. You say, only a poet can hear the whisper of the waves, true! I am so glad that you liked my poetry.
Awwwww: (I can understand... but sadness is never permanent, I hope and pray to ALLAH that you get immeasurable bliss for your entire life! ameen. Keep up writing poems, am inspired by you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The true feelings of a poet that a flower can be seen in the ocean. Only the poets can visualise it through their heart.