I don’t call myself a lonely person,
Even if, I sit alone and dream,
I m always accompanied by dear friend,
Who instruct… How to execute…
My intellect and emotional feel…
‘My soul’ is my closest friend,
Who question me...Why and What...?
For all my projects.
It holds me perfect,
And position me to a correct stream.
I always owe to his final call,
Before executing my dream,
So I have a true friend,
Who just know ‘Me’,
And always assist to clear my dream.
Sounds so natural, so related to every one. very good work. sathya narayana
Good job done here. I can relate to you work. Always, Linda
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem, very nice. love it.