Hearts speak
Only when mind gets weak
Disturbs least
And succumbs fast
I have felt
And built
Bridge inside
To go wild
I find it endless
With smile on face
What a way to feel?
For rainbow colors to fill
Heart feels each pulse of pain
And that always remains
If one feels little nervous
About how it goes
Feel intensely
And keep it closely
To your heart
As an invisible art
Many people
Feel lonely an struggle
For hem money and pleasure
Is the only means to measure?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hearts speak Only when mind gets weak