Vermilion Sun...(Mita-bhash) (Short Expressions)
Vermilion Sun......He snatched my vermilion sun and took with him to the graveyard....The sorrow exploded inside me like a cannon.Now the thorny locust keeps stabbing my heart... and My heart keeps floating in the sky as a white kite.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great little life poem.