Will you come?
Oh no, never
Not as thinker
Or writer
But as lover only
I want to fall
With lovely call
To a poetess
Who has all the smiles on face?
Cheeks seem like red rose
And pose
Many questions
With invite for relation
Face shines with glow
The hair raise with winds blow
I cherish her lovely shine
With pure and innocent smile
Verses move in direction
Towards your action
And wait for welcome
Will you consider and come?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Verses move in direction Towards your action And wait for welcome Will you consider and come?