when the stars twinkle my eyes spark.
and when the night breeze wind by
i come up with chills.
my out apperance goes in and my emotions comes out
when the stars twinkle my eyes spark.
and when the night breeze wind by
i come up with chills.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, a really good write. May i invite you to read my poem called, Indian Brave.