Hadaa Sendoo
Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia
Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia
– Send a message –
When dusk falling
I’m child of steppe land
Dark came
I’m a star
immersed in happiness
I would let whole world see
I’m not alone!
I’m child of steppe land
Dark came
I’m a star
immersed in happiness
I would let whole world see
I’m not alone!
– Eyes –
The still web, it’s five fifty-five
At dawn, I open my eyes
How could I stop this raid?
On my heart turned into an ocean
Until nights are weary
Arms are like wrinkled sheet
Suddenly eyes cry out in sound
I don’t know how to close my eyes
At dawn, I open my eyes
How could I stop this raid?
On my heart turned into an ocean
Until nights are weary
Arms are like wrinkled sheet
Suddenly eyes cry out in sound
I don’t know how to close my eyes
– A snow scene –
One morning
Snow falling
On the street, trees, face
I’ll be 40 years old
Now I am anemic
Still to write poems
Until a latest day
Like Van Gogh
Take sunflower
To sow the seeds
Across
The whole world!
Snow falling
On the street, trees, face
I’ll be 40 years old
Now I am anemic
Still to write poems
Until a latest day
Like Van Gogh
Take sunflower
To sow the seeds
Across
The whole world!