A day long before
When rain came
Upon you and me,
The lost umbrella
Did smile behind
Its beautiful veil.
It is raining today
Upon my lone head
And none to hold
The lost umbrella
And its beautiful veil.
The rain will come
Oneday or the another
And there will be you
To hold the lost umbrella.
The lost umbrella
Would be renewed
Perhaps with colour-veil.
The lost umbrella will be
Written then definitely.
O lost umbrella!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rajat, such a pretty poem👍👍👍
Thank u.....