When the dawn breaks
I feel a unique fragrance
Tells me an optimistic story
For the day to come,
Being overjoyed I pray
To the coming light
For a fruitful fulfilment.
With a hectic schedule
I pass the day
Pains Pierce
Laughing overflows
Hopes bring dreams
And with all of them
I find myself,
At night,
I only again think for a sunny morning
A jovial dawn
A blissful sleeping
And a glittering face,
It may be yours
It may be hers
It may be my non written verse,
Whatever it may be
I crave for a unique beauty...
Yes, most poets d have a unique and endless thirst for beauty As you have so beautifully written here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely is the beginning Beauty is the initiating Just one step to heaven Pleasure beyond measure.