When you are away
My eyes become search lights
Ears - ultrasonic receivers
Heart races to find you whole.
Downpour of imaginations
Lead me to repent, shower with smile
In light and shade of passing clouds
I am stagnant, indecisive.
At last we meet
Expectations flash
‘O springtime
Leave us not.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful rendition of words to utmost justice. Piece of great elegance insightfully brought forth from the heart. Thanks for sharing Sumit.