Listen son, good things take time
That's what thee say in the night
Long days, long nights, in your life?
Working in an endless fight!
He says look at the sky
Darken with white dotted light
Like a moonflower in the night
Blooming like it's divine
I lost the love of life
Will I look at the divine?
He says she's there in the night
Looking back to our lives
Shining bright in the sky
She's free from all the lies
I have lost my way in life
Harder faced than subside
Can't see roads like Frost's rhyme
I think I just need a wife!
He says look at the light
From the sky in the night
May the path be hidden in light
Away from past, towards the right
Looking at the glazing stars
I think I have found my start
I think I need no wife
To carry my burden in the nights
I see hope in those little creatures
Even when they are miniatures
My burden has been finally passed
to those tiny little stars in dark
-Saanvi Sugandha
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem