Smooth caressing wind
Lifts the bunch of your tress
While brushing past it
Leaves essence of love in your dress
Spring has arrived with
Sweet aroma of new leaves
You bloom with the buds
As with first love your heart heaves
Shyness sprouts in you
And you begin to feel good
Chasing butterflies for no
Reason you remain in a good mood
With riot of colors around
You hop like a new born bird
The song you hum in loneliness
Is like honey and has never been heard
Let the Spring makes your
Dream true and you to flourish
With matchless beauty and love
In your own world you must live in peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, we should all live in peace in our own Worlds. Well penned Sir!
Hi Queeny! ! Thanks very much for appreciation.