Did you know
what was the time?
O, watchmaker,
trapped in your own shadow,
you were yourself a fugitive.
Leaky ethics.
Standing on the edge of
sunken earth, you were facing
an inevitable fall.
Do not take a flight, O time.
Walk with me. I did’t want
to lead you. Why were you
holding on to chaste buds. Birds
were gone. The gravitational
pull will find the targets.
Ah, the molested
intelligence, now wants, no compensation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Deep and placid like ocean lovely thank for share