You blew into my nights
With acidic breaths.
Never a touch-
But a cyclone of passionate words
Winding my sleepless nights…
And blowing me off to ethereal worlds!
Just words!
Glowing in the dark night…
And piercing into the soul
Like laser beams…
What passion,
Unseen spaces of love,
Unheard rustles of heart…
Unknown breeze,
Humming,
Then storming…
Cyclone…
Unslept,
Yet drowning into
Depths deeper than sleep!
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I would like to translate this poem
Twas a cyclone of words But a cyclone of passionate words Deeply moved by it.Wonderful effort Sir.