One day all of a sudden……….I see…
The chirping birds…the trembling cold…the whistling wind
A new morning…fresh like the dew drops……….
On an unknown path….
And I found a poem in my heart…
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A winter dawn …...mystic lights ……
Searching swallows… drenched in the first ray of the sun
I with me…
And I found a poem in my heart…
An unnamed river flows through its curvy path
As it vanishes behind the hills
through the fog…
A casual search and a sudden found
The old painting drawn by a five- years old…….peeking from the Maths book ……
Left behind long ago……with the lost song from a virgin heart
A busy evening in CP…the known faces…my metro
And I found a poem in my heart…
The sketchy hills behind the fading fog
Beyond the unknown curves….
Runs my pen… my heart…on a desire to get lost…
The cloudy noon…wet road…you and me
Under the tin-shade of a tea-shop
And I found a poem in my heart…
On the pages of a old diary
The scent of a lost childhood…
One Day…one different morning…..
I found a poem in my heart…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems are excavated from the ore of self, it seems the poet has received them from nature, people, places or events. Excellent.