o dear
behind the door
you live;
behind the door
your flower spreads its fragrance
behind the door
your birds flap their wings
behind the door
your sea and blueness submerge into oneness
behind the door
your mountain and fountain rejoice their crystal life
behind the door
your everything is natural
and follow you
as the being of love
but before the door
my tears sigh worthlessly
because my tears do not know that
life is an estuary of the happy and the sorrow river
-April 07,2019, Chattogram
A profound piece of writing that captures life in the most creative way. Well crafted, well conceived. A must read.
Behind The Door You Live! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
behind the perfekt. Nice.