Oh ears
My ears are devil
-are the wolves covered in sheep skin
-enemy they are and loot, steal
-peaceful life, attention
-take comfort
-to bring new world…
Forcefully was in bed
-to confirm is weekend
-got lost in fresh air
-till came song
From then feel rooster
-cut and hung is the head by skin
-walk and search but in vain
Who was she and what said?
-parts are carved and parts gone
-I want them…
In it rain secretly kissed window
-type "Singers of Guelph" cannot find
-the song was for friend, sung in church
-doesn't help…
Google and Wikipedia; modern wizards
-of today, have withheld
-lost am I, so go out complain:
-"They, neither are the best nor perfect…"
Combined was music of guitar; violin, percussion
-in minutes raindrops and other soft thunder
-then sweet tiny waves, and breeze in desert
Felt seeing a canvas with brush, paint pallet
-together, music and singer painted well
-the great masterpiece of nature
Oh ears…I love you and hate you
-relation
-will remain love and hate forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem