I am I, and you are you
And there is a bridge between us
It is the verse
Composed by me and tuned with you.
Being fascinated
I'm watching the bridge
It's decorated barriers are full of words and sound...
But here I'm stood
Not to see the bridge
I'm here only to wait for the heart
Who is a book of poems herself
An embodiment of goddess
Who entices
To write for her
To pen a poem
That may not be a good one
But to offer a prayer
Full of admirations and devotion
Like a piece of totem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A totem though simple Encumber holy people For the blindness is vast But eyes never fails as shown heart. Beautiful words Sir. Admirations.