There's something missing
At end of each day
Chats reminiscing
Echo of replay
Bygone soft twilight
Luminous halo
Vexed fountain o' night
Pitch pipe volcano
Life's easy tossup
Paint's already dry
Closed blinds get cranked up
But no one asks why
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another fantastic work by you... I am glad to be following you young Sir