Fallen yellow leaves on withered leaves
The winter compresses all oddly
Sunlight comes but with not summer heats
Fallen yellow leaves on withered leaves
Flying snow with wind of coldness gist
Before hearth drinking wine brings warmth glee
Fallen yellow leaves on withered leaves
The winter compresses all oddly
-22.12.2020 Chattogram
Lovely imagination. Spring blooms right from the withered leaves.
This is your second triolet. Pretty beautiful. Well woven. Yellow leaves down waiting for sun of spring to shine and bring new green leaves saying buy to snowy white dress they wore for months.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fantastic the winter coldness in your Triolet~ love to read