My god, when the crazy winter rains
Are pouring down
And washing the houses of this tired city
When the desperate loneliness
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Actually I am not writer. My work is literary translation. The reason why I am here is that I want to share the litreary heritage of my nation and country. To share its morden and old literature here. I will translate works of our poets here. Sharing is caring. Hope you will get pleasure Like I do. :))
Silence
Paths are long
Paths are short
Does it make any difference
In what country
Or on what path you lose your way? !
Thousands of countries
Thousands of languages
Does it make any difference
In what country
Or in what language
You keep your silence? !
Vagif Samadoghlu(1982)