Those beautiful eyes that cry the most tears,
Resembling the terrific beauty of the oceans,
Swirly waters, running on the smooth skin,
Eyes looking like pearls shut in the shell,
A crave of freedom,
A crave of happiness,
I have the ocean in my eyes,
And the tears are my struggle to survive.
A refined poetic imagination, Diya Bhudia. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Hy Jazib, sorry for not giving an early reply, got really busy with school but i really appreciate your feedback on my poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very impressive write, Diya Bhudia. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.