Scratching the surface, finding many thoughts are affiliated
with senses that bring about inner desires, blossoming, and continuing to express all in verses of poetical forms.
Antagonizing no one, but self at times, purposely taking
everything happily into rhythms of music, serenading this
mind, giving it a force felt intensely inside this brain.
Nothing lessening the beauty that is found constantly and
incessantly throughout life, imposing nothing in time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The beauty that is felt adds something in us but does not reduce it in the source of beauty. We may not feel this addition in us well in time but its lovely aftereffects beautify our personality.............10