When the birds sing a song
And the wind flows along,
When the clouds become heavy,
I toss my thoughts merry.
On the silky amber sky -
I see my poems fly
The sight my eye enjoys
Is the joy my soul derives.
My heart responds: the joy my soul derives, as long as it doesn't alienate, from earliest start till this date, truly enjoyable words, made thy poem.
this poem was a true joy to read] it set my heart aflame Bravo!
Inner joy provides one perfect happiness... appreciated this beautiful poem...5 stars.
Such a joy to read a breezy poem so charming! Thank you so much Asimji.....10
For the true poet and some privileged few there is nothing as satisfying s poetry. These exceptional joyous moments you have so well captured in this lovely gift.
Thy words made my heart echoing, Sir,5 greatest Stars are dancing for thy poetry, truly mesmerizing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Joy to read such poem.