Spreading her silk scarlet hair,
On the ocean's blue chest and bare
The scene might be described in the Genesis
The soft waves curling the long tresses
As if combing the hairs golden and wet
The sun is about to set
Sun and the sea both quiet and calm
Listening to the seagulls
Or to the lovers sitting on the stones, sands or harbor walls
Oh sea, unburden, speak to me
So sad is your silent whisper
I talk to you; you keep looking at my eyes
How much I desire to be
A drop in your lovely body
Or a drop of rain among those thousands
Then sank into your open hands
But now I only sigh which is sweet, while it harms
I am drowned in your charms
Your beauty is being hidden when disappears the sun
I listen to your roars in dark, you are sad
The sun is gone
But there is always a way
There is always a new day
The scene might be described in the Genesis The soft waves curling the long tresses As if combing the hairs golden and wet The sun is about to set Sun and the sea both quiet and calm. a wonderful descripiton of nature... very fine. tony
I appreciate your kind concern, it realy makes me happy to see the opinion of an expert on my writings. Big thanks.
Beautiful poem. Captured the story of love and loss. Excellent imagery.10+++
Thank you Amir Jan for the kind and valuable comment, I appreciate your attention.
Beautiful imagery captured in this poem Hassan.
I appreciate your kind concern, thanks, thanks
But there is always a way There is always a new day The sun sets at the dusk to come back at the dawn. Nights are for the moon to continue the love story. Beautiful poem.
I appreciate your encouraging comments
Sun and sea, it seems, have an eternal bond between themselves. A nice poem with an equally nice graphic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
NICE SUNNY POETRY I TAKE SNAPS OF SUNSETS MANY DO READ ME IN PLENTY YOU WILL BE SUNNY