I invite you
In the hut of my heart
Through the two windows
Of my eyes
I want to show you
How the heart flies
On the clouds of imagination
In search of
A loving destination
I want to take you
Into the orchard
Of my feelings
And the fruits of my wish
Raw and young for long
Which can ripe into sweet
By your freshening breath
But hurry
For, the greenery
Of my hopes
Is turning yellow
You can stop this destruction
By accepting my invitation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For, the greenery Of my hopes Is turning yellow beautifully expressed!