Waiting for your footsteps
Soft pleasant like the music
Of the falling leaves
Delicate yet subtle in confidence
Of hope and aspirations
Defying this desolate time around
Waiting for you alone in my exile
Amidst the ruins of my words
Dejected along the forlorn hope
Like the broken bridge on the
River roaring ahead downstream
Suspended in between the mountains
Waiting hibernating like the reptiles
Alone with the lonely shadows
Of the stars of the furthest time
Listening the untold stories of the
Silent drummers of the eternal poems
Like the goddess of love single and alone
14th April' 2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ah.very deep, great imagery used.great write dear poet.