When did I see you, Moon?
Or next year in May or June?
You were shining your beautiful light
Of the full round
On the earth
And on me
Everything was in muse and mirth,
Then gradually you were turning lean
I could not but did think.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 05/05/2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
It is a very fantastic poem written full round.thank you