Ask the moon
Over the hills and deep valleys
flowing between the clouds
and floating in the
savory eyes of lake
a silent little lonely peice of moon
wrapped in sparkle of twinkling stars
constantly moves around
between day and night
how it feels to live in solitude
Ask the moon......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful moon is alone! Why not we? Thought provoking poem. thanks. rekhamandagere