Where does the sun go at night?
Where from the night ascends?
'Let us ask the earth! ''
The thinker in me comments
The child in me intervened
'The sun goes to its tent where
it likes to lie down and sleep
and the night comes running
whenever I want to sleep! '
Before the scientist in me
descended to lend a defense
the child had gone asleep
happily at its end
The sun goes to bed giving the chance to the moon to shine and vice versa! A tactical poem....appreciated!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the way the play of the thinker, the child and the scientist is dealt with.. child wins and sleep wins..but you the poet is the hero here...appreciate this poem a lot Kesav