I heard it there,
The hollow roars
That is all yours.
I heard it there
But I love it
As it was yours.
I called you mine
And it was a mistake
I realized in your roars.
But I love you
As you are there
Only to guide me
And to shape me and to
Take me in proper ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem