Smile a little
Even with struggle
That may cost nothing
But yield something
That is needed
When we are headed
For real search with heart
Poet needs an art
An art to translate
And relate
What does his mind want?
And what he can not
There is no limit
When person comes to greet
Be cordial and cooperative
He may not be subjective
As poet, you search the soul
Like insects crawl
Inside earth soil
To feel pulse and recoil
That is earthly attachment
Which makes their movement?
Towards home coming
Even late but it is welcoming
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
VERY NICE aircey gangsta8 minutes ago I like it. It has a nice flow. Comment +1 Smile a little