As if the waves will now fill me upto my chin
And the stunned cloud will rain through the last sun
The drizzle has waned the gale in my chest
and you circle my throat my lips and close my eyes..
and it pours harder..
The trickles gather in strength
and they run as i ran once.
Now the cornice will dropp
the rain on my lazy shirt
I will get up and look for you again
In the bold stares of a strong heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Those last two lines struck my heart.