Don’t leave me alone,
Come on, come on, I need your heating,
In the hot summers
You come too early not pleasant at all,
Even if I open my eyes, you don’t look into it,
And the pleasure you give through your hot warm rays,
Erases all illusions of the cold long night,
I don’t need a shining moon and twinkling stars,
I don’t want to travel on a Milky Way,
Do whatever you like with the buds and leaves,
And the sun flower,
I am travelling on gem packed road,
I have to reach the place of my work in time,
I have to work hard and earn the bread,
For me and my family,
I need your heat, I need you light,
The fog is dense, visibility is low,
Why you are lazy like a man too old,
It’s not good to leave the bed so late,
Shine, shine more and more, kill the fog,
Thank you very much visibility is now fine,
Have a nice time with the lovely sun flower!
Another delightful poem. Anthropomorphizing the sun and lamenting seasonal variances
The winter morning sun is perfectly warm and soothing. The poem presents the atmosphere meticulously when the office goers are waiting for the fog to lift by a bright sunlight. The way in which the poet has questioned the intentions of the sun is amazing: The fog is dense, visibility is low, Why you are lazy like a man too old,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Marvellous depiction with excellent phraseology. Amusing one......10