Removing blood stains and broken glasses
Out of the lone corridors of my heart
You cleaned my wounds with a smile
And let me sleep for while
Soothing my ears with your rhythmic voice
You held me close in all my terrifying dreams
Like a light rain, forming vague rainbows
On the wider heart of morning sky,
You painted the face of snowy petals
All over the shadowy walls of my soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Rajeswari. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks