I am bursting into laugh in happiness
Laid under unseen clouds of pain
Tampering smiles on my lips.
Day by day,
Whole piles of unanswered questions
Stack in my mind
Like unmovable rocks remain layer on layer for ages.
Unsolicited stories of silent mood
Never get shape
Like the sky!
However, shapes are those of sky scrapers
Hung above my frenzied realities of the happiness
I dream!
The smiles I grim! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stories of silent mood. good. I invite you to read my poems and comment.