'under ma skin (confession) '
-amrita navneet
am I really living?
or no expression for ma thought
how shall I say
how many times with ma self I've fought
I want to speak to you
just words which are few
look what life is beneath ma skin
how ma heart beats for thee
No! your thinking is wrong
I am not what you do think of me
let me confess you what I want
how ma heart beats for thee....
there are many words
which have no meaning
its 'cos I know you cant see
ma shadows front of me lying
just once you loook under ma skin
how deep you have hurt
it pains the wounds with no emotions
on which you are sprinkling more durt......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem