Definitions refuse to fit and fill
But my heart can speak in parts
and still stay real.
The plain symbiosis, occurs to me
is in words and people.
Penning you here I see letters,
the more I love, the more it flows.
They've learnt to roll on their own
whenever my core's in motion.
Even so, when words are what we look for,
faces are what pass by.
They come in plenty
shapes and sizes, textures and styles.
Disagree and then speak to me about
the grounds for your ways
with a proper noun,
if it wasn't characteristic enough!
World is fleeting and I'm in it
I prefer people here;
to refer, to define and define not,
about the antithetical polar where I rest.
The fixed roots down as deep,
enough to define depth
and rightly so.
She's got your back,
your heart and trust.
that's when you know
this is one from the treasured list
of faces that come alive
when my heart spells
the letters with what I've addressed you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem