The skirt she wore is black
with large pink spots
The pink left its dark country
and floated up
spread all over
and around
in swirling motions
like the forest trees
bursting with spring.
Nice poem Sharad thnx for sharing, I invite u to read one of mine
very good poem, i like it, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The beauty of your expression turns even the ordinary looking object into a piece of great value. Thanks a lot.