Look who is barking
Or is it a howl of a night- -
Hear whose sound/sounds on this deaf night.
Ah! Twinkle stars twinkling
Ah! Luna my dear luring- -
Ah! Celestial eesome.
Dead night on the rise
Dart of echoes - - cutting all bites
Graveyard looks doom dark cloud hooked.
Who says hope doesn't have rope
Hope is the beautiful dope
Every hopeless has to have this dope of hope in every hopeless day of dark.
Look who is there
Rising Sun in the middle of the night
Look day dawn in the night
Stars Moon and Sun in the same night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem