until I am found a poet...
until I find a soul
that peruses my verses
one who cares not about meters,
styles, rhymes and assonance
one who will deem me worthy
to look at and understand
as if reading my soul
like as if written by
thine own heart, mind and hands.
I shall live on
with this hope, this dream
to wait for the moment
i will no longer wait again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem