I will bow my head shivering
as I hum the lyrics of a fainting swan song
...of wilting leaves in cataclysmic rhapsodies,
...of black cicadas panting in grief,
...of nights devoid of starlights, peeping moon, and ebbing tides
I will bow my head shivering without you beside me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully penned... Good organisation and nice style.. Good work