old friend since premier speech
lost brother of soul within
in calm night we meet again
'tween wars of sain and insain
under the smiling poised moon
yet body was robbed of tune
agitated, uneasy
a lone burning sensation
bounded by harmonic waves
yet mind remained without peace
a passionate voice shouting
gusts of emotion clashing
a dangerous excitement
opposing tranquility
under the smiling poised moon
into the harmonic waves
'tween wars of sain and insain
a sudden plunged; Alas! peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a great poem. Keep it up. I would love to see more. DQ.