O warm rivers of dreamy eyes!
Just hold on till the morn
Let the sun of hopes again rise
Till then tarry, don't mourn
Compulsions of writhing heart
Expressions of faded face
Let thy furious fate too impart
Sheer defeats in life's race
When almost all dams are broken
In holding thy mighty streams
When most rudely thou are spoken
'No victory for thee' there seems
Just let the flood once come in full might
But the dawn can't be held by any night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweet lyrical poem with a message.