Wraped in flesh
running in blood
can you hear the beats?
In wetted eyes
and dried lips
can you see the farce?
Drained in strength
and fainted in dearth
can you bear the fallen crest?
Oh! My love
running in my nerves
the jewels you planted in me
are not the stars in hide
they shine in days like a Sun
they spread cool rays at night like a moon
they are autumn in season
they blossom in me
where ever I am....
you are running in my blood...
Congratulation dear poet...you have unveiled the mystery of the mystic world of existence......a soul searching of the meaning of life....a flesh with in a flesh.....excellent my friend...a big star and a 10+++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow...marvelous.... liked the title the most.