In the night sky,
I see an ocean of stars.
From a distance,
I recognized a voice.
Every pouring hour
The world turns inside out
& A crippling silence
begins to roar.
A nemesis has been born
The hope makes us rejoice
& By the coming of the sunlight
We bear our remorse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A silent poem with great lines and words. Wonderful