Little bird black and shiny
Hopping and singing in the tree
Forget me not, it says
You may not see me again
I may not see you too
Green mangoes swaying and bowing
Whispering among green leaves
Today we are here, you are there
Who knows what will happen tomorrow
For a while let us tete-a-tete
White clouds floating in the sky
Glowing with silver and gold
Wink as they pass me by
We are fluffy, you are healthy today
Together as water we will flow someday
The sun joins in the talk
As it yawns and prepares to sleep
We are one and the same, my child
You are so much a part of me!
Remember me when to dust we both turn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem on life and death. Wonderfully written and great imagery.
Thank you, Rose, for the appreciation and for taking the time to visit my poem!