Music understands me,
When I feel depressed and alone,
When? I'm in a great glee,
When my past forces me to mourn...
It gets me out of thought,
It makes me go insane,
It reminds me of what I forgot,
It seems to ease my pain...
It shows me my facets,
It shows me my flaws,
It shows me the onset
Of the never ending doss!
Only music understands me....
- Aarthi Venkatesh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is a nice maiden drop from you.Keep inking.