shall i resembel to frozen pounds!
where i seeks who we are.
pounds! Likely melt when it zounds.
like a lava in the wooden jar./
ooh! You dear to be such.
you know so hard to be found.
dont putfor like a grudge
And dont sound like to be pound./
Your feelings cant be hold
when the sun shades become so cold
so let me know how about you'r not!
Stain to be stained you got/
How could your nature diffcult to be
like that pound near beneath the sea
likely where we used to be
without harm and feel used to see./
How could i taste the eratic sip
without seeking the unknown grip
hmm! worried about your nature we are
like the pound tree seems nearer but so far/
Now, the sun begins to shine.
wipeout the pound like a spectrum shrine
Now the horrizon begins to resurge.
and every night is followed by sun emerge
An excellent poem, Shahid. Translation needs a little work but the intent came through. Peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thankyou for feedback