Morning dew like snow
White and lonely
Horizon turns wet
I am standing up above
Let the morning sun shines over my head,
the trees and the birds in the valley
And the weeds backyard likely talk
They said they have grown flowers
Peace parted by time
Tears sometime drop
The sky is drowned
The night sails on
The night was mysterious as always
Old, black and cold
Like the astray and coffee on the table
Waiting – serving
I was hugged by the wind whisper
“Could you understand love? ”
Again I must bear this doubt
The shadow can’t fade away
Good imagry. Some grammatical issues (i.e. Let the morning sun shines over my head) . Keep writing!
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I would like to translate this poem
I think you ought to take more time. Dream a bit, lovely things are in this world, you most likely are, it will come more naturally, not hurried. Don't place the legos, wait for them to guide your hands. But you have it. H