My mind wanders to oblivion
Comes back to the pavilion
But it's not the same anymore
The emptiness aches, something's sore
The wind blows hard on my face
But I stand still in a daze
The skies and the earth laugh at me
nothing to watch nothing to see
The yellowing leaves, the fallen trees
The gloomy sights, the receding seas
'Come back my bruised soul, come back' I cry
But no one replies but just a deep sigh...
Dear friends Kindly read and feel free to comment . Regards Kavi Kavita Kilam
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I would like to translate this poem
Very nice! ! ! .. Good one keep it up