A tear of a crow is black and yellow
A fish in the ocean without scale and bone marrow
A stone in the dessert with full of callous
A rose in the garden without its torn
Her shoes has no ribbon
Like her violin without a tone
This is her song
A hymn with full of sorrow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Congrats for becoming POD. here is a fine poem. thank u. tony