My eyes are speaking something,
Listen to carefully.
My legs are doing something,
Mark it faithfully.
My hands are giving you some ideas,
Catch it there.
I am there on that sight,
Feel my pulse-beats.
Come with something to me,
Allow me to go with time.
I am there and I see nobody,
You are there and you discover every one.
Bridge the gaps, I said.
Hearing me you surrendered yourself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice write.. the magic of eyes, legs, and hands has been superbly narrated through wonderful poetic imagination..! Loved your poem..!