Ppoem Poem by Vera Sidhwa
Ppoem
Poem speak to me,
I hear your syllables you see.
You put me in a mood of mirth and glee.
Poem speak to me.
I read you one day outside,
You spoke of sunshine,
You spoke of rain,
In flowing syllables, no one could hide.
These obvious words float around in my mind,
Looking for meanings I could find.
The rhyming, poetic meter be.
The poetic meaning you see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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