These dark clouds and freeze air are screaming for you,
The serenity of this lonely night is crying for you,
You are their romance, and they are your literature.
This squeezing air is shuddering my soul,
And this alone and innocence road
is reminding me of you.
Lightening-I'm afraid of,
Is scaring me now too.
The air has the taste of your sweet voice,
The clouds seem to weep,
I hope they will shower your pains.
This is how you may somehow feel relaxed,
This is how I made myself brief.
A good start with a nice poem, Shafee. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Well thought-out and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing Shafee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem enhance different emotions