A Sunset, lovers sketch drawings on the beach
waves come and wash.
It's the common love story of the world.
Waves never get a rest
even the Sun on his careless journey
and Moon cries with agony.
She runs with someone new
for a better future.
The old lover sings alone in his dreamland.
Still nobody realize that they are two
and not one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very deep words again from you.A pulling poem that is filled with much tallent again from you.Love Duncan