ABOUT YOU AND ME
June 9 of 2018
Poem by Chan Mongol
I feel lucky in thinking of you as my very closer kind;
You understand me and of my inner soul or mind.
I craft poems for you in my patience and as essence;
Hope and dream whom I love and feel your presence.
I am a friend but not a killer, a police or a soldier;
With all my might, I foster you, I discern you as a lover.
None can break my hope and dream for you as a partner;
About your fascinating role as a butterfly on the flower.
I write what I see in my sight and in my inner vision;
That, women got own rights, I said here as my opinion.
Many are not women but you are one for sure;
Those are half men and half women, not one pure.
I don't think that all humans are same and equal;
But you are so marvelous and not like others at all.
Sometimes, you transform as a butterfly in the garden;
I stare at your magnificent color and beauty then.
A big joy with dream and illusion are all about you;
You come and go but every time you are so new.
With all my heart, I dream of you, I see you clear;
I love you more than I can say oh mate, my dear!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem