Through my windows,
That virgin sun rays
Fall upon me,
Like a shower of love
And said Good Morning.
Through my half sleepy eyes,
I gaped, upon the sun
He goggles at me,
Guffawed at me
Then wish me, Good morning.
Through a miraculous voice
He ardently murmured
wake up this day
Wake up, wake up…my sweety
Please take my Good morning.
Through a benign touch
He admonished me to
Forget the pain of yesterday
Enjoy the joy of today
And said Good morning.
Through the Sunbeam hug
He said, from today to tomorrow
Now and forever
I will There for you
With a sweet Good morning.
Through that cold breeze,
He requested me to
Have the honor and the privilege
To call me his wife and to wish
Everyday Good morning.
Through a melodious song
He sang,
Wants to be my favourite hello
And hardest goodbye
Also, dearest Good morning.
Through the alarm clock,
I realize that, it was a dream
an improbable dream
Then I wake up with usual sadface
Wished myself a Good morning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem