Gazing in buds after buds
To suck knowledge wine
In the scenery of existence those spots of iridescence come in tireless, seeking flight probing throats of showy trumpets that open and proclaim sweetness for birds it is just a working day so come, poets, with knowing eye to complete the wonderment
This is what we wish from poetry readers... Seriously, so that poetry comes out of the marginalization of the capitalist world 5 stars with regards
Gazing in buds after buds To knowledge wine
Beautiful image complementing you Haiku if I'm not wrong. Good message.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful words endorsed with a charming picture......10