somewhere the moon got lost on the way
somewhere the moonlight got lost,
I am a lamp and that too is extinguished.
how my night brightened!
I was like spark of my fruition
under the shadow of your soft eyelashes,
the doors the spaces for us
where we stayed it remains fallow
juts keeping spit out souvenir,
my beloved getting out like thunder
which was hard of years pamper,
somewhere the moon got lost on the way
somewhere the moonlight got lost,
tried several time to forget you
it remains ill-fated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem