Really poetry
Takes away all peace
And everything
And gives life
All new and
All nothing.
Poetry is at
Finger tips
Poetry punctures life,
And fill up
The hollows of life.
Poetry and poetry
Can alone gives light.
Is not this life
Itself a poetry?
Feel it, touch it,
Love it, live it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem