Unforgettable whispers
Friday,30th August 2010
It was never a secret
and allowed to let
it remain as a fact
let someone react over it
the flowers always fascinated
and ignited
the loving passion
for some kind of relation
the life was meant for cheering
and not for the fearing
it might be rearing the pain
but the fact also remained
the flowers open with daylight
and go down with the emergence of night
imagine and think of its righteousness
let there be no stress
whoever has come on earth
it has to face the death
so love the fragrance of flowers
leave behind cheers and unforgettable whispers
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem