Today I didn't write a letter!
I never felt to pen one down!
I was happy today, VERY HAPPY!
So words never formed an order!
They just DIDN'T FLOW or gush!
To smoothen my racing heart down!
People around me wonder in awe!
Why do I pen my sorrows down!
Simple. SORROWS sing BITTER songs!
A WET paper does cry much DEEPER!
It echoes in all hidden hearts!
A SONG so CLOSE n so KNOWN to ALL!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem