Like a leaf
In the summer
Dry and light
Fluttering with a
Whispering sound
My thought comes
And goes
To pen down a few
Lines about you and me
You are away
And my heart burns
Like a stone
In the heat of memory
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your thought is an amazing leaf which absorbs light and reflects memory through pen. This poem is very brilliantly penned.