I can guess how the life will be
Once you cease loving me
It will be like the hollow sun that
Can't a serene dawn ever see
Or
It will be like the silent moon
That sheds a pale light
That chases clouds to hide its face
Out of frustration and fright
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It will be like the hollow sun that Can't a serene dawn ever see Beautifully expressed the life that would suffer devastation without the beloved. Thanks poet. 10+++
My heartfelt gratitude Sir for giving time to my poetry. Thanks a lot.