Night, silence, me
Shadows of silence
You do not know...
My spring has gone
There is party in sky
His presence is light
How alone are we
If just tomorrow
Call me one time
Just one blast
But how putty
My spring has gone
Very nice. A tinge of sadness due to loss is inked beautifully.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yeah, true when we recalling all of sudden the shadow is following us this shadow is not empty but have to say some thing thanks