Day goes so fast
brings pace
in the wings of birds
to go back home
when sun sets in
chicks might be awaiting
for a feed mouthful
Sun sets in
a sadness caves in
who awaits
me
whither shall I go
makes my feet tread slow.........
Sunset brings in
no more
ray of hope
Sunset brings in
a feeling of
a day which
dies once more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, really like it, a fantastic write.