Gazing outside
at natures lullaby
as the wind plays with trees
teasing them with its own music
they sway, gently with rhythm
to the constant whispers, to the constant lyrics
The sky a rich shade of blue
a canvas for dreams
to be painted in the colors
of the rainbow
The light of the sun
makes the leaves shimmer,
I take my eyes away
form the heavens, for a moment
to be,
with the beauty of the earth
the leaves,
in shades of crimson
glisten with perfection
capturing its own aura
for my eyes to see
I sigh for yesterdays beauty
the way magic of love arrived
to light the shaded parts
forgotten and untouched
for such a long time
Can it still remain
the same,
after time, the master performer -
on stage, performing the act of change
time,
has opened its arms
and gave much more
of its bitter taste.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a write up with a deep feel in it...involving, indeed! the deep lines are: I sigh for yesterdays beauty the way magic of love arrived to light the shaded parts forgotten and untouched for such a long time Can it still remain the same....