Trees they laugh,
When wind tickles leaves,
With coded language,
A beautiful song, sung by them
That often I try to decode,
Dance and song of nature need no feat,
Eyes mesmerize to mind's kissy fit,
Ah! What a enjoyment, can't be told,
Nature's beauty in many fold, `
Once rested under a tree,
Music with song,
Tremor of leaves, ,
Singing birds,
Calm breeze,
Rolling floated golden leaves,
Ah! Such a pretty death,
Singing, dancing, rolling, floating,
Enjoying mingling with dust
Leaves that enjoy with their last breath,
Why can't we wreathe joy with last breath?
©2014 Aftab Alam Khursheed. All rights reserved
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I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem........10