Skylight stains the sky with its colour.
Moon draws its light to spark the gaze
In addition, hide the excitement of the flushed face.
It rains with tiny puddles that causes
the melody
I feel the aroma of the decent droplets
of my eye.
Breeze air produces
a sweet scented fragrance
That makes me happy and raises the confidence.
I live in the world of dreams; I love the world of dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem