Oh! tangle eyes
fervor the watching sky walks in
the thundering fitness
of the sparkle light of flash;
denuded by your extreme say
of taste
look its up!
clothing makes lot of things flowing,
simply thrown it through
of many ways caught in;
come for what
to explain of so deep and plain,
now you look the low, low loose
of floating rain waiting
drain, dare
for me
knock the door,
for we’ve been through before
the night is too lovely and
open to be aware
dear heart, that
life has to go its constant change,
fascinated line have tried to see the very
view of aculeate painting blues
so foolish is my eyes,
lips that say its delight that won’t
tell, until it falls apart;
awake my foolish heart who love’s
to stay, though want me to do,
and want me to go,
for only those wonderful days
brings known for
you
just to be me,
so lovable of the charm of forgiving mate
of tomorrow’s bear, for
you to lie…..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem