The sun was blazing
I thought it was amazing
Afternoon felt so hot
I took care not to be caught
My love was new
It might have been blessed to few
I was one of the fortunate
I feel lucky here to relate
I thought of lovely moon
But it was to be faded soon
The silvery light was to pinch me hard
I exchanged last good word
He was almost gone
From my hand and damage was done
He was no more with me
Totally absconding and free
I was left behind
With world so unkind
I was so much exposed to find
As if made absolutely blind
My love was new..I might have been blessed to few...very nicely penned. Excellent. Many thanks.
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I would like to translate this poem
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