Your Changing Moods
I
Indira Renganathan
0
Altın Yaprak
Sometimes
Your face blossoms like a lotus
smiling with sparkling pearls
Sometimes
A lachrymose face
Reason I don't know
I doubt
If you yourself know
Can we stop the sunset
Or can we stop
The night's arrival
I am used very much
To the day and night
Coming and going
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş