The night is young
and lonely
I have waited
but no one comes
not even the moon
and the stars
Just the rain
as clouds form
Pouring unbearably
No solace
And then I remember
Nothing ever stayed
the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lonely the night touches the heart of poet waywardly// nice poem
thank you, much appreciated.