Over the night
When, the dawn come
I feel you in the air,
As your aroma spread all over.
When, the sun start his journey,
With the beautiful glow
As you are smilling behind the glow.
When, the sun shine middle in the sky,
As your anger sporadic all over.
After the sunset
When, the dusk come
As you are saying,
Good bye forever.
After the dusk
When, the night come,
All your memories used to come.
acome.
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I would like to translate this poem
it's d 1st time i'm seeing d word sporadic i liked it. keep penning