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Someone had asked for the translation of today's poem. I have attempted to translate it to the best of my capability Hope this helps.
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Someone fills colors in the incomplete sky,
What all does one weave with the threads of time?
Someone craves for land while travelling with the drop,
Then someone eliminates the pang of separation by pouring down the eyes.
Someone fills colors in the incomplete sky...
The force of questions, the noise of answers,
After all why does someone raise a storm?
What all does one weave with the threads of time?
When the clouds of pain spread,
Mind was a black shadow without night,
When world was in the race of achieving and losing,
Where were you at that time?
Universe had told, had taken promise,
When we were tied with a thread of blood,
When blood was turning into water,
Where were you at that time?
