Blood stream flowing, through each vain.
A ancestors tree repainted, a colour co-ordinated
Building.
A river in which love flows without notice
String to string a rope is tied to one another.
Like a spider binding its web.
A flowery picture
A cloudy picture
A knife cutting battle
A sweet canal flowing
Everyday is a fast-paced adventure
Relations are a meaningful basket of roses
Sometimes a twinkling dropp of poison is to dropp but a honey like taste will be replacing the bitter coldness.
After a few momentary drizzles, soon the petals will shine.
A glowing, sentimental love Bridge will be built.
For thy family is to walk on side by side, not to walk over a thunder ball filled with hate and halting feelings
But with a holding so fine
A family re-union is what brings one to a celebration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem