Natural embroidered butterflies are flying through the torrential breeze and pollination is coming in the summertime womb. No excursion of the flowery bosoms which fill up the mind of hungriness for the fruits. Beatific drizzling drenching the juvenile waist of sweetened scent where I am intoxicated full with juicy shower.
summertime fragrance
from the heart of ripened fruits
kisses thirst through nose
-18.06.2020 Chattogram
The beauty and intoxicating fragrance of Summer come alive in this poem.
Summer time! ! With the fragrance of life; Muse of the heat! With the romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, this is the time for Summertime fragrance of ripened fruits.
I like the waist //the smell //the hunger //lingering in your poem// hope you will relish it //as and when//IT COMES again// o poet young man//mbbd
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellently inked poem. Simply superb....10+++