Always conversation
In solitude, not in lone
side by side
Thoughts in ride
fellow as comrade
sane or insane
It's the lovely nature
Solitude never means solitude...engulfed in deep thoughts of our personal life or in the surrounding atmosphere we are in solitude when left alone...lovely poem
It's lovely to think of dialogue as riding: Our thoughts will ride on shared flows To see where they will go Even disappearing under mountains Like Menderes River in Turkey They gush from a subterranean stream The companion was there all the while
Thoughts in ride! ! Peace and love with the truth. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely nature, , , , , , , , , , your way of writing short, simple but subtle........... thank you dear poet. you are original in your way of writing...... than k you. tony