If they asked for my name
Say nothing
But………..
Mohamed bah the dangling poet
If they ask for more and
My words becomes sweeter than cherries
With rhyme scheme beautiful than bed of roses
Then say I am a poet of passion
But…………..
Surely if the rains fall,
The sun duely rise and
The hamantan wind consistently blows
Then say I am a poet of seasons
Full of nature and it uncountable reasons
But………………….
If my heart beats not as blood
And my soul not as body but as feelings
Say I am the romantic poet
That lives in your eyes
Not as dream but as sight
And if they ask for more
Under lightnings of the luxury moon
You and me alone in the bedroom
And I trek in your mind
Not as ideas but as memories
Then say I am a poet of undoubted love
But…………..
When they ask again
Tell them again, that
I am the dangling poet
Over sea and land
That flies like birds over
Hills and valleys
This is such a beautiful poem. I think you are right. I really like this poem. Bien!
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I would like to translate this poem
When they ask again Tell them again, thatI am the dangling poet Over sea and land That flies like birds over Hills and valleys What a poem, well wrote!