Some of my poems are not printed
Never spoken, never heard
In my memoirs only written
To recite them might be a sin
Pleasing to some, will hurt a few
Not recite them is best to do
And in my heart they're deeply etched
My mind and thought could not erase
They will forever there exist
Until my time do them delete
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful lines, heartfelt poem. I feel like this sometimes, it is true that if you wrote a poem, published or not, you know them all by heart. napakahusay ho ninyo, mabuhay kayo.