A chaos in the solitude
A bustle in the song
Perfection can never touch beauty
If there isn't a little hitch
When you go along
The drop of tear that adorns your wild laughter
The beautiful rose that smiles among the thorns
Those moments of weakness when you cry alone
Those little sweet irregularities
That makes you more strong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem on strengths and weaknesses. Nice to read u again.