Brown boughs hid in blossoms
Splattered with beauty of solitude
A lonely bird musing on something
Amid the flowering symmetry
Cut off from the roar of car engines
Safely perched on balanced memories
His beak ready for solo songs.
I like the picture/poem combination here! Did you take the picture?
Loved the concept of loneliness ventilated through the delightful solo song of a lonely bird. Beautiful poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.......ready for solo songs......... marvelous.....