How do I fly in that sky~
Where clouds are black
Even the air is afraid to go there
And run towards the sea
Even sunrays become unhygienic
When the smoke wraps it up
Eyes are afraid to look at
The sight nature provides
Eyes burn, body itches
The heart becomes restless
Very unpleasant view
No one would want to see
Where do I call you my lover
I don't find any suitable place
Even my heart has shrunk now
To accommodate your love.
under such difficult circumstance its best to enter a loveds heart and once you have secured a place stay inside for ever no more a dissatisfaction will you have as you reside within her then keep singing a love song or two kick me out beloved oh never send some oranges sweet as are you I love to taste you
Where do i call you my lover! ! Love and art! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A suitable place is not found to rest or fly but still you can fly with love, hope and dignity when you overcome obstacles with courage. An interesting poem is very beautifully penned...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh love can be hard and bitter at times. The realities of life often kill a budding love. Well penned.