thousand splendid suns run in fun
in the dwelling of my life's turn
in the crossed wood of junction
where i am left with no direction
perennial monsoon rains in my heart
grave pain, oh it hurts
shady clouds shade nonstop
in the darkness where i stop
i lift my head but it cowers
in reminiscence of your bowers
gushes spring of tears
from my eyes, the sorrow they wears
grieving the moment's ornament
oh sworn in my repent
lovely hours sway dry
in the memories i cry
i cry not in avenge
i blame you not in revenge
for you my life was
and to end as it pass
i ask you not for my love
as you coo my lovely dove
but just for the grieve you see
please cry for me
beautiful love poem embrace by nature's scenery. magnificent. why you want to cry for you? that's something. thanks for sharing
blazing light and torrential rain... disturbing the vision and the direction to proceed in love life... what sought out is only sympathy, not help, from the other love end... a good expressive write...ten for you, yeshi
Pathos plagued poem, very nicely written, filled with the weight of heavenly sorrow that pulls. arya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely and cute poem.