I immerse myself
in the deathliness of the night,
touch her bruised heart,
become one with her grief.
And she expresses me,
in the anguish,
of the incompleteness of her oceans.
...And awash with a holy sorrow,
in the profundity of her dewdrops.
dear sarvesh.....once again, a lovely poem from you.great write. ritty
b'ful......jus luved it........thanx for sharing......u r so talented......lordbless
touch her bruised heart, become one with her grief. - what a touching phrase, shows so much emotion. This was a very dynamic write. I really enjoyed it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good imagery...immerse/ ocean- go very well...and touching the bottom immersing...the heart of the anguished night...good, Sarvesh...10