In the stormy grim night,
Where giant trees have lost their might,
The moon deviated from its way,
Yet you see a distant light!
There in the garden of silence
Mere leaves losing its color,
Though the petals of doom waving
Hope still resides!
Spring is covered in grey,
Autumn is the infant crying,
Don't know what has kept me waiting,
Your arrival already demised!
Beating of heart,
Droplets of fear,
Eyes full of tear,
Each vein saying - stop!
Still I burst out crying,
Trying not to let you go,
Here my love, the love,
Has made you my foe!
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I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Kasturi. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks