She walked in the shallow
Leaving a burning furrow
Splashed in the waters
Like the tempest fires
Smiled under the smelling armpits
The shore shook hard
Without the storm guard
Her magnetic looks
Threw thousands of hooks
And all thirsty hearts
Struck to her like the books
On her mountainous height
As if two men army
Heading for a fight
Like a bombarding tank
Making everything blank
With the fiery bursts
In the hearts
Destroying all passionate
Young and old soldiers
Into the deserts
Of harsh blank
Gaping alerts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely nice poem.Liked it.