The depth of feelings,
are painted with multiple thoughts
from the horizons unimaginable.
A body can be torn into pieces,
but souls would be nurtured
for souls are created pure and pious.
The darkest hours of the night,
yielding nothing but nude darkness
from infinity of unfamiliar space.
The lovers have lost place,
in each other's hearts
now roaming aimlessly as if in the desert.
The clouds are overcast,
high above in the blue sky
preparing to fall down.
The silent music of lovers,
echoing in the moving air
hoping the lovers should meet forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The darkest hours of the loveliest night, yielding nothing but nude darkness from infinity of unfamiliar space. lovers have lost place, in each other's hearts now roaming aimlessly as if in the desert. in search of peace try to modify it nice piece of poetry metaphorically ROMANTIC DO read my Mom's Smiles please