As the sun sets, the layers of fire begin to diffuse
Just as how our love melts and becomes loose
The lights fade away, pointing out an end of a cycle
But when the moon arises, it treats the glare with a revival
The sea reflects the colours of the skies
Like a mirror that echoes our lives
Gloom and silence fill the towns
But it won't last long, as dawn is about to rouse
A cold breeze flows causing the waves to dance
The sun rays brighten the world, giving us hope and another chance
-Manar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time moves swiftly, as waves meet the shore, Yet something once familiar is felt no more. Each dawn arrives with quiet grace, Yet some echoes time cannot erase