I play like a flute
The tune of life
Serene and heart touching.
Sometimes flowers of joy
Open up to capture my heart
A wish for a long life takes birth.
Sometimes the tune misses
Its flow and goes awry…
Leaving a scar-deep and bleeding.
But I wait for the spring
With its exotic flowers and fragrance
To let my flute breath in peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Full of spring n melody. A beautiful write to say goodbye to cold winters.
Thank you very much for giving time to my poem and review. Appreciated.