The blooming flowers
Give me hope
There is life after darkness
There is light under the dark sky
There is love hidden
In the bruised heart
The dew drops reflect
My face as I bend down to
Pick up one in my finger
It melts like a dream
I see after waking up
To the sound early birds
Signaling beauty too
Is ephemeral
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love lies hidden in the bruised heart. Nice line.Nice poem, Anil Kumar