MY SWEETY
One early morning
She arrived with silky wings...
Arrested in my marble heart!
No scarce in getting sweety thinkings;
Oh! my sleepless nights!
Thoughts full of colourful paintings...
She is calling...singing...dancing;
Yes...still I am writing...writing...
Only Dawn....there is no dusk!
........Kaa.Na.Kalyanasundaram.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One early morning She arrived with silky wings... Arrested in my marble heart! No scarce in getting sweety thinkings; Oh! my sleepless nights! ..this is how once you are in the lovely kingdom you may rule your self.. fine piece of writingm and self feeling of attainment....10 read mine.. trouble in offing.. no end...smile