On the satin beach a piano lies alone,
Embracing the cooling waves with its sounds
An andante song for those which never hurry
The cliffs, the baby blue bay
And the millions of artful shells
Taking life as it comes.
Serene, translucent and desire-less,
Not concerned with themselves,
Unaware of minutes or storms passing by,
Hearing only tunes of peace,
Celebrating their vast solitude,
Almost forgotten by the world
As wisdom, grace and beggars on the streets,
All eyes are on the fuss and glitter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poetry... Thanx for sharing.... Can you tell me some tips which lures the readers towards poetry....10+++++++++++++ You may like to read my poems too.... Naila