That day,
That great day
Will never come back,
Everybody believes this,
The violent and destructive wind is blowing everywhere,
It's furious,
It's heinous,
And it's always uncontrollable,
Still the great soul hopes
The pleasant and lovely day will come back,
Though his hope is weak and frail.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem loaded with the spirit of optimism! Brilliantly composed dear Anjandev....10++