Giggling sheets of transparency
Sliding down airs of marble guesses
Greeting the well beneath with chimes of
Liquid laughs and candy caresses...
All the water moves in mirrored waves
Like the prayer of a congregation
With the wind as guide it drifts along
Wet whispers of pious persuasion...
Through this crystal cleared mirror
I can see vividly your angelical face
While I am here feeling like a hero
For delineating the distance and space....
a nice transparency in this poem. through this poem I can see vividly your angelical face. nice compose. nice emotion and thoughts. regards.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am frustrated for not having any talent with a brush. I feel some kind of pressure to keep dreaming and painting the stunning imagery of your poetry. I may do it inside, your words are printed in transparent colours on my soul's tabloid. Thank you! Oh, and the frustration goes double because I tried several times to give the tens but seems that my click tries to push in vain... I am limited only to thanks, so maybe I shall send them in a great amount. Please take as much as you can carry. Millions thanks!