When I see
A beautiful thing,
I accept it,
When I see
A more beautiful thing,
I reject it,
Everybody criticizes me,
Then I ask my conscience,
'Am I right? '
Soon I feel the sweetest ripple within,
I get the answer of my question.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Choices reflect your individuality. Likes and dislikes might not have a logic behind them. Subjectivity plays a part here I guess.