The lofty mountains have heard my footsteps,
the shinning vale has calculated my momentum,
the plain has undulated when I march forward,
the deciduous green has observed my tears,
the yellow sand has sucked my perspiration,
the deep blue has sensed my current...
I don't care your words
and I don't care your words
because many eyewitnesses are here.
A beautiful poem straight from your heart. Loved it. Beautifully crafted. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one. Idont care your words. And i dont care your words. I am ready with you to cross swords. Suggestion for oomph.