Not very sure about what you mean by that whisper
In a land between a silence and a sound
it plays like a child
A lonely cloud in a far distant sky
Seen, yet unseen
Touched, yet virgin
Felt, yet unspoken
Between a joy and a sorrow
A world in its magical suspense
Full with a throbbing expectation!
Copyright: Shamik Bose 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very romantic, , , and a lovely read