Life's early stage
How wondrous was my life's early stage like?
The smiles of buds in the backyard of petals.
How wondrous was my eye pair like the twin?
Stars shimmering ever amid the large pebbles
How wondrous, was that lullaby night like the stella
Sleeping in lap of the moon in hour of twilight,
Since the spring field is lost, my fancy roves
Unaware into some oblivious vale, and sorrow
Swallow's the soul but seldom the long
Comes up with a plea to the soul O heart breaker!
Don't lost in the dawn and dusk walk further
And walk in your journey you may reach out
To an another vale of ecstasy although
Far but it's more better and
safe than sorry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem