Dreams have evaporated to dryness;
Humour has become out of place;
Sense of beauty has sunk in anxiety!
Music is mourning now out of tune;
Nature shines with hot days blinding!
With this fortitude I am sapped of all!
No energy is left to say a word now;
I am thirsty, hungry and haggard!
How long can I stand under hot sun?
No breeze seems to solace me at last;
Am I reeling under delirium of late?
Poetry I am extracting from sugarcane
Fills the cup with sweet-less juice to drink!
Perhaps coconut juice will revive life again!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No breeze seems to solace me at last; Am I reeling under delirium of late? Poetry I am extracting from sugarcane Fills the cup with sweet-less juice to drink! Perhaps coconut juice will revive life again! I like rhese lines... excellent writing...