my poems are ways
to express what my hearts says
they are my weapon
on which i depend on
that express my pain
hat run in my vein
which is breaking my heart
and making me fall apart
they are my wall
that will help me not to fall
thay are a gift
i will never get rid of it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice write indeed. So do keep writing.Good.