Ohh time Oh my time
The sun that you stole
That was mine.
Still I never say you anything
The house that you threw into darkness
That Was mine.
Still I never say you anything again
The moon that smiles in your home now
That was also mine.
These all were mine yesterday
And is for mine today
But I cannot be blamed for this theft
In every afternoon it always dies
&
I always weep for the sun
I am become light less & beam less
I wish a sun should be upon on my forehead
&
I beg you for my sunlight.
To give me back
Ohh oh my time return me today
All my precious things
Along with the sun it is mine now
The sun that you stole
The house that you threw into darkness
the moon that smiles in my home
These all were mine
&
I need it today
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we can manipulate only less than 24 hours on the earth, but if we go to space does the time really matter? unless one is paid on earth hourly basis...Nice poem to read and enjoy 1