Languidly playing the piano in my brain, giving it free and limitless freedom to go towards horizons of tomorrow in fields of picturesque beauty.
Meshing every emotion into a quilt of poetical grace, beginning from here to eternity.
Finding solace accompanying me throughout evenings of tantamount excitement and allowing no gaps to bridge faulty ideas.
Penetrating every sense of being, bringing them all out to exercise and become a part of something bigger and better.
Taking all sounds and spinning them into yarn, knitting masterpieces of prose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem