Music, I don’t think your helping
With the train of thought
But harmonically yelping
In the mood you are caught.
Concentration is hard
When you are near by
My brain lost and charred
As I listen to your beautiful cry
This task I am missioned to finish
Is carelessly tossed aside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice i like this one