Someday when the evening drops
Have you heard how solitary sea sobs?
The unheard music of that vastness
Can't be covered with words so less.
Between sand and pebbles of loneliness
Countless waves wash to draw a face,
A cottage there for rich to satisfy hunger
Cottage-less one here acts only a beggar.
In the lone music my heart hears rhyme
A singing there over the horizon of time.
Cute crush is singing with joy-ness,
Decorating static beauty of coyness,
The tide with its everlasting rhyme
Washing the sweet shore to shine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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