Through puffed up cheeks she exhales-
the thudding reverberates-
tremors that linger millenia after the earthquake has passed-
then the lilt, and tilt- upside down
she hits bottom, stares at the length of him, then down
then a burning starts, a buzz blowing her deaf
her minds eye locks on the tender parting of dry leaves caressed by a sunny breeze
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very, very wonderful drafting shared on really. Wisely penned poem shared with reality. Interesting drafting.10
Thanks for the lovely thoughts Mahakul.