Cloud, air and clock of sand,
All were smiling and it was waist,
My nick name no one knows,
It was 1 o'clock and the rain,
Rains from cloud and rains from eyes,
No one knows the right history,
Because i am vast,
And history is too short to describe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very lovely poem with mystical expression. Loved reading it. Thanks. I quote: Rains from cloud and rains from eyes, No one knows the right history,