Looking into mirrors, seeing reflections of thoughts as they
are being spoken silently with the beginning of an interior
symphony playing beautiful scents of feelings.
Enlightening the power of an intense sympathy that continues
to cover loneliness, emptiness and sadness as it cries under
cover beneath walls of a once upon a time destiny, its words
playing into measures of an unprovoked melody.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem