watching the snowfall from the window sill
with a cup of coffee grounded in the mill
untouched unscathed innocent pure
the soft fluffy allure
falling with serene sound
I hear each flake land around
randomly once in a while
they dampen my heart's tile
how easily they lose their individuality
to form an infinite white and milky
the storm is over or so it seems
unforgiving winds have left mighty reams
the sun shall soon shine
and the days will again be mine
'I hear each flake land around'=>> this is so big, like majestic ^_^. Beautiful poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful work Asim and I truly enjoy the way you draw your reader into the poem. I love the rhyming of each verse, which to me is true poetry. Thanks for the invite and I give you a 10++++ Your friend Lynn