POETRY
\When i intend,
to write poetry,
thoughts don`t arrive,
these lost,
like pearls in the deep sea,
like waves these come and then go,
poetry runs in the mind,
like a stag runs in the forest,
i tie these by my pen,
then poetry descends in the pages
then it is published,
and it becomes immortalized
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem