another year winter knocks the trees
another year Jesus Christ enjoyed the celebration
another year I walked sometimes on the pavement
to misguide myself by earth does not move
all the movements for me and me and also for the sun
another year our ruler, your, their declares:
'I'm constant like the polestar in the northern sky'
Pranab k c
26/12/2025
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem