I hate sunsets
Leaving behind the dark
Reminds me of my life
I'm running out of luck
I don't like sunrise either
Don't want to live another day
I should have went down
With the setting sun yesterday
2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In spite of so much disenchantment expressed for life and nature, I love the way the poem has been constructed. Great work. Thanks.