She seems like a stranger
every time I see her in her eyes
but it’s only in her looking away
that I know her
and my heart its alibi
Against notions and beyond sensations
I collect her broken smiles
but it’s only in her dried tears
that I know her
and my heart its alibi
She is beautiful in poetries and songs
wrapped in words and rhymes
but it’s only in my unfledged thoughts
that I know her
and my heart its alibi...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
once again, i love it. you need to stop being so good at this, you're going to make me look bad. can you read my poems and tell me what you think?