One star has lost his home
where to go, where to bend
orbit is out of his sight
All stars are whispering
who about this lost star
but is not known to lost star
where to go
like a lost child
who does not know
where to go about
and crying for help
A lots of stars, busy in their affairs
because they have to complete
their assignment before dawn
Night is falling at every moment
but none heard his cry
Moon, the hero of night
did not take care of child
even what to do
for the lost child
The lost star is lost
in the crowd of stars
From to-morrow
he may not be seen
Who is taking care for whom
when the entire creation is made
to conplete one's assignment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you so much Sj Holland for your beautiful comment n advice.Here it is only rough sketch. regards.