PORTRAIT
In the twilight of morning
Wandering thoughts with aroma of tea in your milky hands
Smiling in the white clouds
In the raindrops like diamonds
In the garden of fully blown roses
I saw your grace in delicious dream
The charm magic could not see when awake
O beautiful! O beautiful friend! I will paint the white flame of your beauty
On the pages of immortal time
Your portrait will drive
The sanest to insane.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely written. Beautiful