The name of the poem is first to go
Then the poet
Gradually the words and subject
And there only one remains
A hollow.
Do you ever look at that point
A shadow might arise
Where bluntly clings
The past
I eagerly want to revive the dead foliage
It's torn net must be enliven once more
With the touch of my love-fingure
The enliven leaf
Will tell me the story of an anonymous poet
A haze love song will be sung
And there will be hummed only your name
Ma'hulika!Ma'hulika!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The enliven leaf 🌿 will tell me the story of anonymous poet in a site called different dome dsy some way. Beautiful lines. Admirations.