Like all ordinary nights
the moon's shining through window
and, the sky sparkling with brilliant stars
The night's freezing cold with your absence
I'm treading on memories,
burning them
A phoenix arises in ashes
The bird splits my chest
and perches on my heart
Like all ordinary nights
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely envisioned and aptly presented. Treading on memories is tread always. I like this poem very much. Thanks for sharing......10