The sun with its
Fingers of ray
Caressing and dubbing
Thawed the ice,
Which a brook,
Soon bubbled
Forward to advance!
When will my
Lovelorn and
The frost of loneliness
Congealed soul
Begins to liquefy
In a way
Description that defy
Fine-tuned to
A soul mate's voice
And enticing eyes
With a heart
Engaged in ecstasy
Choreographed dance?
It sounds very pretty and lovely. I enjoyed of reading it. Thanks for sharing your poem, dear poet
Thank you such a feedback lends force to the pert of my pen!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you such a poem lends force to my pen!