In a silent night
The walker man went to the terrace
He goes in different ways
Until his legs get pain
He is thinking to write a poem
He decides to write few Lines
About walker man
He watch the nearby
Apartments, church and houses
While continuing his walking
He saw the moon hidden in the clouds
and he lay down
and slept happily in the terrace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with a nice poem, Jacob. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks