when a lightning flashes,
scintillating dark room in a jiff,
my eyes didn't flutter, because
I only had a glimpse....
when a fresh dew slithered,
from a flower on misty morning,
me craved to take a snap, because
I only had a glimpse......
when a resplended damsel whisk by,
emanating floral fragrance,
me peered her, because
I only had a glimpse......
when a lass blushes,
flaunting flushing red chin,
me adored to see them again, because
I only had a glimpse......
when a toddler stands on own foot,
stumbling initially,
me spured to do again, because
I only had a glimpse.....
when beautiful things happen,
creating elated bliss,
I wonder why no recurrence, because
I only had a glimpse......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
though only a few of glimpses you had but they ve been given a lasting permanence in this poem of yours...a good write! ! !