I was born as a rose and lived as a butterfly.
The tears from my eyes are the rain from the sky.
When September ends, to the silver moon, I shall fly.
And tonight if your heart needs a company,
Find me somewhere among the stars.
A summery kiss by the autumn wind
Touch me with colourful memories.
As I was reading this exquisite poem, my mind was listening to Sinatra's Summer Wind.
Nice! Replenishes then soul with Springlike feelings, letting it fly, coming back to its own, between dreams and realty, sea and foam. Lovely poem!
: 'A summery kiss by the autumn wind'--- perfect. absolutely perfect.. This expressed the soul of a poet, the heart of a man who weaves magic with words----- a canopy of stars for this and faving this to reread forever and ever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful expression of a truly liberated soul!
Thank u dear