The wind knows how much elusively
you flitted away like a dark butterfly
under the cover of night from bush
into a neon-light- lit skyscraper high,
when boughs of tall trees were seen
catching at beams from pale Moon,
I sat negotiating with stars for hours
for more glow to enjoy love's boon;
your wings moist with unseen monsoon
desires, sought help of zephyr to fly
as I was busy putting my heart on page
thinking of beautiful moments of joy;
all night dark clouds flicked the Moon
to the rising beats of my heart's swoon.
Under the cover of darkness from bush to bush dark butterfly flies with much eagerness and elusive wind witnesses this. Wings moist the monsoon amazingly. This poem is very brilliantly and amazingly penned...10
your wings moist with unseen monsoon desires, sought help of zephyr to fly as I was busy putting my heart on page thinking of beautiful moments of joy; Very fine poetic expressions. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Impressive chain of thoughts. So beautifully described. Iam falling in love with your poems.🌹🌹🌹