The Sun was painting red & yellow on the blue canvas of evening sky 
The birds spread their last wings was bidding adieu to the sun 
before returning to their home 
The wind was whispering into the ears of the flowers 
it is evening please open your petals 
In this picturesque atmosphere I miss you I was just murmuring 
in that very momentyou were standing silently by my side 
and taking a selfie with sunset evening!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
A beautiful scenario poetically painted. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole
Very nice appreciation with delightful words.Thank you KINGSLEY. i read and commented on your above poems. Please check.