The winds are cold and soothing
to the parched hearts and longing souls.
The songs of the cuckoo day and night
with an enchanting, mesmerizing divine tune.
The leaves are dry and falls in love
to cover the naked earth as yellow and brown carpet.
The sky is dark and grey with busy passing clouds
sunshine appears rarely, gently and mildly like a stranger.
The souls of real lovers cling together
to release the pain in dew and mist... with everlasting love.
The winds are cold! ! And lovers need warmth. Nice piece of work.
Thanks for the comment about this feel of love and it's need
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Saraswathy, A beautiful poem of love. The images conjure up the soft feeling of love and togetherness. Congrats and thanks for sharing
Welcome sir, depends on the mood and nature around love reflects the inner self, after all we are just normal human beings, with all emotions and feelings, I really enjoyed all your comments very much i am inspired by your poems thanks sir