The meandering path,
an endless solitary journey
with countless dreamy hopes.
the flow of a river
with mystic turn,
making me so inquisitive
i stop by her for a while,
view the woodlands
on her both sides.
as the sun shining on her
i see the sparkling ripples.
i ache for her golden voice
but no response i receive,
with my utter surprise,
she runs down toward the sea…
Lovely poem. " i ache for her golden voice " -the voice of the river! Enjoyed reading this nice poem…
I have read about ten of your poems, and this is the best one I have read so far. I really like the part about the river not responding to the unspoken question. Very nicely done.
Dear poet Kim, thank you very much for your nice as well as inspiring comment. Chandan
It seems you are the lover of loneliness where your discovering power is so strong and perfect great 10++++
dear poet Mahtab, thank you very much for making such a precise comment. Chandan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. A good start, Chandan. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks