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.
Day and night you are showered in love.That's why these loving words flow from you in a never ending stream.
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
that is great except the morning walk, I like to sleep at that time. Lovely composition and very tender.10++