the moon
the silence
the breeze
no words
only feelings
a soothe
in tenderlings
let churnings to rest
seek peace in whine
isnt it a cloud nine! !
man
earns money
to get peace
but does he realise
its peace ruined
for loads of honey
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Short, sweet and profound- That is what my reaction about this poem is. Thanks a lot.