Should I quill a heart? 
One which has strength in its flow 
I know, your patience has been taxed to an utmost 
I have been a willful child 
Should I quill a key? 
One which has colors in its lock 
I know, you endeared to me with your gentle ways 
I have been too long the untrusting child 
There're times I couldn't walk well 
I didn't decorate my words well 
Still hurting another with a blunt ill-timed 
Many a times I couldn't see well 
Through your unaverted honesty 
That beauty you see in me 
I quilled an earnestness 
One with truth as its strength 
You will never be sway 
From this heart you call your sanctuary 
Its depth of colors in truth leaps to life by your hues 
I quilled a promise 
I know you are too, aren't so strong either 
For now, I don't know yet what can I do 
But to hold you & your heart in close embrace 
Together with a quill of texts 
Expressing part of my averted honesty 
For you                
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