as the life a journey by the years
the boat when rocked up alone
the age even jolts by the air on sea shore
even when jilted by ocean seemingly off shore
but feeling changes yet we are as we were
a shift paradigm inevitable by earthly sojourn.
Even when frigid by the freaks of snow fall
Never yet rigid by the frame of iron
The soldier attired by the time on command
Marches ahead leading kindly light of old stone
They shed tears by the golden memories
Blood yet splashes from vein by the shadow
Birds holds it breath intense by the dead night
The fire resounds in graveyard and beholds
Still I run on road as I am always busy
spewing artless breath from within
virtual smiles beneath and beyond
beauty when veiled from the blushes refrained
gloss when freaked by snaffling through snow fall
the query on the window thrown in to the world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
virtual smiles beneath and beyond beauty when veiled from the blushes refrained.......Can’t tell a soul, no, no one, not ever, as he is not mine to keep. If only known to me for a simple moment, satisfied I would be. As my dreams are consumed of thoughts........how I want to sleep! My complete addiction, beauty........ secret lover is...................great one dr. kar