In the late evening rain
God said to the people love each other as God loves you
And during the late evening I was bored to death at home
And my best friend was a botttle of Seven up with rum
It was not because I am one alcoholic it was just to kill the evening that Was so boring
But the rain kept coming down from the sky and I could here it during My sleep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Man! your stuff leaves a whole lot to be desired! Besides your quota of errors, there remains sheer monotony!