My life goes on
When I meet you at
The time of sublime dawn
When you come
To pick flowers from
Garden near your home
I feel glad to
Watch you collect
Flowers and blushed red
You tread upon
Bed of Soaked grass till
A soft ray grazes the lawn
You walk away
Giving a turn to see if
I wait for you to start my day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What lovelt sentiment in this one...nicely done... Annette
Life goes on despite all love and pain. Thanks.