Look O, traveller
Before dying
Put your dreams
In the care
Of wind and water
I will make words out of dreams.
From the grime of your corpse
I will come to grow flowers!
(Translated by Samina Amjad)
Wise words Naseer, as one thing ends another starts, 10 Lynda xx
Such a lovely image Naseer. This would bring anyone into a state of peace
Thank you for writing such a beautiful poem, full of peace.
A dream of a poem...following natures path showing we all help to push up daises! said more tactful ofcourse, ++++10 regards
u`ve already made and they r wonderful. thx for sharing ur dreams and words
The images in this poem are creative and thought-provoking. You manage such honesty of vision and economy of words, my friend.
It is possible to esteem somehow this and another in the original?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Short and masterful with a title to match-dreams wind flowers, I hope I start again as a flower only I would'nt like to depend on the legs of a bee to complete my love, uavaniceday regards