Nobody knows
Nobody can imagine
Even you I believe, you do no
How much I love you.
Infact this too heavy for me,
I need help....seriously needed
To let her know how much
I do love you,
Can you understand the words above?
Dont mind on the Cacography in it,
If there's any of it [ cacography ],
You won't find it anymore
In this burden am carrying
For the life of ourselves,
Can you feel the tears of
My ink yelling, scrolling down
The lines of this white pad?
Screaming out for you to
Save its too much bleeding ink,
That will pen the thanks to you,
For the off-load, its heavy burden,
And the never wanted to be lost poetry!
Nobod can understand it,
She'll be you to know
The inks of this bleeding pen,
How many pages this novel has,
The hidden means ludic it,
And all the poetry in it.
Nobody knows this Novel,
Unless after reading it,
You'll get to know whats inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like it. A great poem, a great write.