The Sun was painting red & yellow on the blue canvas of evening sky
The birds spread their last wings was bidding adieu to the sun
before returning to their home
The wind was whispering into the ears of the flowers
it is evening please open your petals
In this picturesque atmosphere I miss you I was just murmuring
in that very momentyou were standing silently by my side
and taking a selfie with sunset evening!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful scenario poetically painted. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole
Very nice appreciation with delightful words.Thank you KINGSLEY. i read and commented on your above poems. Please check.