When I speak, I ask questions, while some
continue to babble; I always hear
like clear water: a look
on the face like a stream
which cannot be dammed. It says
be tranquil, dearest, as shade
over deep water; you are
clearer to us, as dear
as the river stones, as smooth
as the voice of the river.
2 comments:
Spontaneous flow of tranquil feelings!!!
beautiful!!!
Wish You All Best Wishes!!
Lovely poems! I especially like the first one - it's beautiful. :)
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