River of time is rippling flowing waves
That will not come again or ever stop
The inside of my soul that always craves
And knows that everything goes down as up
The turning point in mesmerizing thought
Those fill the balance in each turning deep
With many flows that the lives river taught
And never you can handle or take to keep
The ongoing water to the unknown sea
Equilibrium flickering mirrors drifts
Like blood veins that circle here around in me
And sometimes my sense to high scale lifts
Every on sinuous to times desire
What we collate only with hurl of the fire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem