In a lonely moment
A moment....
Some minutes,
Some hours or more.
It’s a moment.....
Sky in peace,
Blanketed clouds,
Dreaming stars,
the night asleep.
A book reads
Its own lines,
a flute plays
In my veins.
Hopes drafting routes – to
Climb the heights,
with future spouse.
Tears washes
Dirt of thoughts,
Grounded forehead
Inquires wrong deeds.
Mind admires created,
Soul praises creator!
Hisham Hussain, Puttalam, Sri Lanka.
This is a translation of the Tamil language original poem composed by me. This (drawing with the poem) is on permanent exhbition on the wall of the Open University of Sri Lanka, Puttalam Study Centre (my home town).
Comments
woow .. brother Hhussain ... this is awsome ...really wonderful ... i diddn't know that u can write poems .just keep going ..very touching words
wow awesome....Hisham
you tried to conquered me by poem
I am fainting now.....:(
HH, My dear brother, you have shown us a poem full of hope and optimism. You have made it look perfect and clear in English as if its written in English language in the first place. Really I admire the sense of hope and the source of happiness in this piece of art.
I liked those lines:
Sky in peace,
Blanketed clouds,
Dreaming stars,
the night asleeps.
A book reads
Its own lines,
a fule plays
In my viens.
Good HH, thanks for showing us such a great poem.
Regards
Night
wow moments of solitude composed so well
thumbs up to you brother Hisham, awaiting for the next poem . We want more :))