"I walked deep into the night
and through the shadows
of the streets low dark shroud
as the night heat absorbs
some sort of mystery abound
through the winds it creaks a sound
whispering something I do not know
hidden behind the leaves of dawn
I knew I was not alone
for the love you gave was somewhere here
with open eyes it's hard to see
but lines from moonlight shown
and the silent rays of love aglow
our path of love was somewhat joined."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sound is whispering something and this is heard during walking at night. Love given is somewhere here scribbling mind. Lines of beams are perceived from moonlight. A nicely penned poem is shared here....10
As always, Thank you Mr Kumarmani Mahakul for a very fine comment.