Promises shine with Northern aurora
And I run amidst the cold
Breaking the frosty silence
With little footsteps, silently!
Blushing sun hides under murky cover
And the air still smoggy,
Buds of tea drizzle o'er the horizon
Holding the dusk a bit long.
I gaze far and then again I run
Mind whirls in aspiration of light;
I stumble and stop, for the route is dark
Yet, the sparkle of conquest
Compels me to run-
Run somewhere unseen
To perspire at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well, I can heartily feel the sheer beauty of this poetry penned here....the amalgamation of nature and your thoughts are so beautifully portrayed in your poem...thanks for sharing your pen....dear poet
Thank u very much for your kind introspection to my poem.I think if people enjoy my work then my endeavour worth something meaningful.