Like the feel of bare foot
On the wet grass,
Like the scent of mud
After that summer rain,
Like a hot cup of coffee
With sky crying its hundred tears,
Like an unknown flavor
Bringing in a new feel,
Like the aroma of wild jasmine
Which a breezy night bestows,
You bring in a new sensation
Engulfing me unawares.
With your hands holding mine
With your eyes holding mine
Let the time stop on this moment
With just you and me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a wonderful poem Deepa..... Words can actually bring in the beauty of life around and make one desirous too......