Leaves of joy fluttering in the wind of your love
Are dying day by day with silent sighs
Pearls of hope sprouted by the grace of your smile
Started dropping one by one into the pool of tears
Forgetfulness can wait a long while
To come and wash these pricking wounds,
With a smiling mask made of dead determination
To cover up the innocent anxiety in this pale face.
Let me sing with the pinch of the past
And laugh like a senseless child
Let me bathe in the perfume of the very moment
And wait for the next to unfold without delay
If heart does only murmur pain, Then u should let joy rain. And then, with every dropp by drop, Let the heart grow like a golden crop! ..........Rajeswari you write so very honestly... one can feel it! Love to read your works.
Dear Poetess... words begin to sketch a frame senses outflows from its frame letters try to speak for heart .....................This is what I have to tell about ur poem... Really like a beautiful garland
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
heart murmurs is Woory mormerrs but good murmer's...