My search for you is endless in circuitous time-
draped in the jasmine body of youth
my enchanted spirit moves in forests of half-conscious thoughts
thro' the vale of foggy days and nights covered with flowers,
as the wild feet tread thro' pathless woods
with streaming petals and leaves, nodding boughs in the breeze
where I love to lose the self under shower
of honeyed dew from mists of illusion,
love to chase mirages of water on hot beds of sands
that would carry me into the fold of sweet oblivion
inundating the jaded soul to merge into
the magic of an eternal flow,
in an ever widening hope
to regain the lost charm and glow.
Is it all in vain
when bubbles of a green faith
boom into balloons of uncertainty
before bursting to merge into grey clouds,
thunders of solid threat rip the body and mind
promising a release from this unwanted bind!
Am I still waiting for some old waves to retire
to the edge of the windy shore of a lonely sea
where a barge left me long back
with a promise to return with old glee
and to the blue space behind the sky
lovingly carry me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
journey all though amazing path- Is it all in vain when bubbles of a green faith boom into balloons of uncertainty /// beautiful poem
MY GRATITUDE AND REGARDS SIR FOR YOUR KIND APPRECIATION