Feeling falls away,
Petals in the wind,
Blossom tall and strong
Decays
Flashing drops tumble,
End over end,
To an ultimate fate
And
Bruises ooze
The sweet scent
Of broken silk,
Falls
Splashes on the palm
Of outstretched youth
And is drawn within,
Away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stuart well done.this is an amazing piece of poetry