Not the night.
Nothing fresh
At day
It is only in night.
Everything is in motion
Both in day and in night.
Stillness is there
In motion
Nothing is
In emotion.
Read or not read
I am here to write
A day come
When you go for
searching it.
You are there
To taste it
And declare
How sweet.
This is life
Fantastic.
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I would like to translate this poem
Life is always fantastic, but we are ones, who call it terrible sometimes! Nice to read your thoughts here!