Her body is a fusion of
numerous sentiments
below the affectionate heart
while the whirling mind stabilizes
the increasing warmth and sustains pulse
physique sparks the blaze
as aroma of affection diffuses
in the atmosphere and all around
her aspirations encircle the physique and intellect
tresses soar like an infinite desert
with hills of longings
her misery was inadequate to eradicate
craving to sip those droplets of dew
as precipitation commences again in the midst of the night.
YES! ! ! I think I HAVE fallen into the 'blaze'. Quick! ! Bring me precipitation, maybe some of that dew, preferably cool dew. Anything will do! ! ! I've REALLY been quite 'lost' (not in a good way) in your poem, but....you seemed to want my help, and I WAS A 'BOY SCOUT'. ;)
'physique'? 'tresses'? (her hair, on head?) ...or did you want an 's' as the FIRST letter ALSO? ? [STRESSES? ]
line 9: aspiration(s) : 'Expulsion(s) of breath in speech' Is THAT what you're talking about? ?
line 2: 'numerous sentiments'? Maybe you meant 'sediments'? I don't know whether to laugh or to cry at my comment. HMM? : ))))) : ((((( I decided to do BOTH. : ) I WAS being serious, seriously!
Class poem, craving to sip those droplets of dew as the rain starts to fall. Good feel of a woman.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very very interesting poem.