A thousand moonlights
Bloom within
A thousand infant suns
Caress within
A thousand springs
Shower within
Just at a passing thought
Of you and for you
The moon on your terrace
On your after dinner moon-walk
The delicate sun rays on your skin
At your morning walk
The spring gardens you conceal
Behind a private wall
Are my buddies connecting
You and me in a
Thousand blooming orchards:
One half soaked in
A thousand moonlights
The other stirring
To a thousand infant rays
Very eloquent and soft moving poem indeed. Lovely expression and flow. Good one.
that is great except the morning walk, I like to sleep at that time. Lovely composition and very tender.10++
It's not a small poem; it's an unending ecstasy of love and longing. Best Wishes. Naseer
Whenever one walks in love's light or reads Indira Babbellapati's poems the sun shines.---10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Day and night you are showered in love.That's why these loving words flow from you in a never ending stream.