Which way?

Translation

Which way?

I am not a lover of sadness.

However, there has been pain of separation.
Firing my heart
And get the smell of burnt flesh.

Watch the sun set
wait for the rising sun.
The sun rises, a new day starts
And the sun set in the horizon.

But not complete my hang around.
Waiting with huge stress ...

I understand in the end,
there is no ally of my sorrow.
Is to take it alone.

Flaming with grief
Forced to wear by the end of life ...

The Dream of Rain

Translation

The Dream of Rain
I was thinking about the rain while sleeping-
At the same time there was raining also.
The tune of rain
was close to my ear.
The smell of rain, the touch of rain
Danced my sleepy heart
Hundred times.

After awaking-
Where is the rain, where is the watery sky?
Every where is waterless;
It’s really painful.

At the end-
Was it my imagination?
Or a dream.
May be-
It was a dream.
The dream was at my sleeping field.
Oh! The rain
You are very nice at dream,
Not in real.