Summer
News says you have left
Have left me, all of us and others
Some searching for clothes
Some speak sad and sigh.
I too, am affected.
“Is it true…summer ends? ”
“Yesterday; was last day…? ”
Then of days I wonder
And their names
“How were they granted? ”
We take them as if must
Simply, are lazy
Let’s rebel, go for change:
The hour and minute…calendar…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem