When the sun is about to set
i gaze birds flying in pace
returning to their nest.
The distant horizone
beyond the mountain
is ready to cover the earth
in his bosom.
Flowers resting in peace
turmoil for melody
spreading fragrance
with soothing breeze;
asking for access
to beloving guys
to penetrate love
in her oozing heart.
As the day is passing
song of twilight is surpassing.
Dusk of twilight
and its resonance
spreading in atmosphere
under umbrage of dusky cloud.
Music of chirping birds and
flapping of flying birds
emiting a soft music
with dancing rhyme.
Thus my heart sinks with sun
in a pleasing and vibrating twilight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem