Train of thoughts
In a solitude leap
Listening to nature's song
Uninterrupted speech of the soul
Truncated view of reality
Immersed in the serenity
Expressed the art of love
Twists and turns
Unexpected, unexplained
Nothing is permanent
To be engrossed
Monotonous Comfort
Regrets to golden chances
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The art of love; with the muse of the truth. Nice work.
Our thoughts define us better, thanks for ur generous concern thanks again