Somewhere I live
Very lovingly hearts
Some are different
From all apart
The moral fiber there is
Chasing me along
Is there for the loved ones
And some just entered
Is dissimilar from all
Very atypical
Bewilderment too many
A place in me
This can’t be detached
For all I thought
Will surely come true
By the master of the cosmos
Pretending I don’t have a moral fiber
But there really is
Some have taken their places eternally
Some have just gone astray
And continues to be their until my mud is gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem