Enter and pretend my friend
That poetry will never end
Our special words move others
While some hide under the covers
Our poems may yell out loud
They might even draw a crowd
We pen them with curious thought
That their hidden meanings
Will not get caught
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, it's all a different World of inner life and life that surrounds us, hoping to make a beneficial impression, somewhere, somehow and to someone.Very well done, my friend.