When I write
I write because I write
It comes deep from my heart
Feelings are cloyed with freedom
To express what goes in my heart and mind
When I write
I write because I like to write
There is a music going inside of me
To come out alive in black and white
It is like the essence a flower spills when it blooms
writing is a shill of both mind and heart.................10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
alive yes I'm alive I eat, I drink I sleep, I wake I speak, I listen coz I'm alive still every doing is for me, for my life to pacify silently I live and I write!