I draw the intrusive silence on your dry lips
Tears of mountain the cloud cares in trip
Migratory birds playing with the south breeze
For hugging we're in the cold winter's grease
Oily whispers aren't wetting the burnt heart
From the fountain flying the larks of thirst
Thirsty life doesn't get alms of love openly
In give and take rules the sketch hides mystery
© Mahtab Bangalee
11 February,2022
Chattogram
Sketching the art of love with beautiful words and expressions...Marvellous Mahtab.....10
Thirsty life doesn't get alms of love openly In give and take rules the sketch hides mystery.....wonderful expression!
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I would like to translate this poem
When love goes silent birds will fly away.