The lily of love has wilted
In the pot of my heart.
Summer of parting has arrived.
Song of a cuckoo no more
Soothes the fatigued mind.
You are lost in the sad tune of
The flute played by marooned life.
You have melted like a drop
Of dew in the leaf of my memory.
Never to revisit.
A new season will arrive.
With a new attire and a new face.
It will capture my heart with
Its fresh charm. There will be music
All over the lands. I won't return home.
For I need the fragrance of your body
To live in me forever.
You will not be lost.
You will be there in every leaf
That will sprout like a new hope
In the love lorn heart of a youth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For I need the fragrance of your body To live in me forever. You will not be lost. You will be there in every leaf That will sprout like a new hope In the love lorn heart of a youth.........thrilling expression. Beautiful poem with new hope.10
Flattered. Gratitude for a wonderful comment Sir.