I was out walking the other night,
when I saw an intriguing sight.
A shooting star went streaking across the sky,
it was gone, in just a blink of an eye.
It made me wonder, what's out in the depths of space,
are there other worlds, populated by an alien race.
Perhaps one day, as the stars we explore,
man will discover that alone, he is not anymore.
Tango.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This expectation is not new. But the way your said in such beautifl rhymes is excellent sathya narayana