Touch me gently
Pass not so quickly
By eventide peaceably blow
And upon my sunbathed skin tarry slow
Come calmly with your freezing so
In my entangled hair mingle go
From the crown to the sole of my feet
There let your chilling repeat
Whirling upon tides of time
Fill my vessel while you pass like a stream
Countenance with your descending chill
Show me ease and release from ill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
''Fill my vessel while you pass like a stream Countenance with your descending chill Show me ease and release from ill ''.....wonderful Epigram. I like it so much.
Thanks a lot, Mr Rahman. I truly appreciate every word of your comment.