You keep staring at the sky
You do not listen to my song
You have forgotten the bees
And birds that keep around you
Touching and feeling your scent
You keep staring at the valley
You can't feel the caressing wind
Its soft touch on your face and hair
The changing colors of buds can't
Plant a seed of love in your heart
You have melted in you
Your image is gone in the mirror
Of this mortal world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well written wonderful piece.....10+++