When I paid attention..
Your shadows, became
Like September leaves
Shaken by the wind..
Such as affectionate butterflies
On windows..
Raises sometimes quietly
And folded sometimes!
,
Oh..if your shadows..
Become a green from shed tears..;
I will make from my eyes springs!
Beautiful! Of course its beautiful. Nothing more to say. Yes. Beautiful!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you dear Utsav Patel. Appreciated