The warm wind of a sweet dream blowed
My lorn life in cold air again glowed
Heart melts the snow of burden
To bud the sprouts in my garden.
'Tis going to be the carnival of flowers
'Twill bring happiness to my every hours
The vernal equinox raise carnal desire
In my flaccid body, a flame of fire.
Her rain of love drowns my sadness
The sea and rivers dip in happiness
Her body is dressed in green gown
And in her beauty my heart bows down.
Revival of love seen as a spring, a great allegory that enchanted my senses with such lively scenery..Cristina Teodor
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is nothing like a winter, full of cheerful melody chip chip by the birds...singing a song of blissfulness..love like a spring to make all season beauty with green land and innocent wind..you make it great again :) write more Vipins, truly this sound amazing! ! ! _Unwritten Soul