I know how far are the stars
I just have to reach out and there
Your face is ever so clear, so near
But you are staring hard and glare
From your laptop is hurting my eyes...
Not tonight, I will not risk your ire
Some other night when more relaxed
When eyes are upturned and squinty
From playing with frisky Poochie
Then two of us can cuddle and share...
Your happy heart is made for poems
Your eyes can see beyond the shore
Waters lap on sand things you adore
On and off like pendulum on clock
Sand in glass just pours unminded...
Where birds dip below streams
And come up with fish in beak
You never tire of splashing water
Where the sun never fades and
Wind never breaks leaves from boughs...
There is such a world you showed
And I brought a red canoe for us
You believed everything I told you
And so we drifted companionably
The word busy is not in your tongue...
You were singing a wordless song
More of a hum, and laughter to fill in
Now, there is more of nagging silence
Like dripping water from a faucet
Rattling my senses, nonsensical....
I am running a fever but I survived
Just washing my face in clear water
I caught with the palms of my hand
You were laughing as you splashed
Feet swift on sand, taunting me to come...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem