The bird that was buried
Under the apple tree
Will appear on every branch you see
In autumn when you look at the tree.
There will grow birds
And they will sit all over me
I will be feathers and wings all over
And I will fly away shedding tears.
Write comment. Such an impressive poem, Afrooz. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is a bird speaking? The last line was a big surprise & is kind of spooky? ok, it is raising questions. bri :)