A train of thoughts -is my poetry
And you read my poem
But when in other eye
I see wearing you the red clothes
At that moment
The words dance
And in tranquil night
When I'm alone on my bed
An unread poem
Comes to me
Am I not still reading it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I too wake up in the night with poems in my head sometimes.