Sunshine or rain,
Smile or pain,
Things keep repeating again.
Till the last breathe,
Until the sun sets.
An unseen truth,
An unrealised dream,
An unsung song,
You have been my fate for so long;
The touch in my solitude,
A feeling so beautiful.
In the twilight,
You are my glory of light,
In the midnight,
You are the roaring tide;
And by daybreak
You become the fragrance of the roses,
To make my day comfortable and great!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem