When nature writes a poem
- - there the garden of spring blooms
When science artificially writes a poem
- - there is in the sky crowd of satellites revolves
When silence writes a poem
- - there isin the garden soundlessdance of blossoms
When my love you smile in silence
- - -there in my heart goes a procession of evening poems !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful aftermaths of smiles and the last one giving the genesis of poetic out bursts. Enjoyed the poem, Thanks for sharing a refreshing melody.