Two Reflections Poem by farhan qureshi

Once by the sparkles of hope,
in the manifestation of red roses,
raindrops had tempered your name,
at their petals,
the whole atmosphere became soaking wet,
how sensitive your name was...

Once by the inspiration of love,
in the manifestation of red roses,
a hesitated sparrow
trempled down from your silent window,
and drawn your reflections
through her steep wings,
those itchings and saturations
are still mounting
in my visions,
who's steps are singing yet
in this yellow autumn...!