When does the sun set
so the soul can rest
When does the rains take a pause
And give time for floods to abate
When does the time stop
so that the sorrows,
joys
advise, experience
triumph and defeat
take the center stage
and in a glance take it all in
Then the walk would be mature
Because all comes in a slam
and leaves in a flash
When does the answers quench
the empty confusion
so the soul can rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
((All comes in a slam And leaves in a flash! ! Good poem/ beautiful write! ! !