tonight the sea
sweeping to us
the stars
a shadow
the crescent
emrbaces
skewering
the heart
first pimples
The problem with inadequate people is they will only see people in the best or worst light despising anything in between.
journey to Shirdi
between the leaves
the welcoming light of Sai
road to shirdi
between the leaves
the welcoming light of sai
new day
my thoughts heavier
than the sun
a heavy load she carries
with just one wish
to be admired
the snow
weeps
on my face
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem