Let me pen my thoughts fast
Before I dip the nib in the muck
Raw emotions, they so little last
Hold them before the day gets me stuck.
Let me pour my thoughts out
Before the day kills my mind
The clouds cast shadow of doubt
They are lost to be never again found.
Let my heart pour like rain
Before the heat drives me insane
I lose them all in the agony of pain
And left with only a smoked windowpane!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem and a great write. Ratnakar Mandlik