This might be a vague emotion,
For the exaggeration I carry for you.
Wild are your movements and,
Natural goes your artistic world.
It is the cycle I don't understand,
And wish never to understand.
Believe me to believe you and,
Acknowledge you for living me.
I live when I see you breathe,
I breathe when I hear you live.
We breathe, we live in a home, room of our own,
Not knowing much but ourselves.
I never attempt to know much as you know,
Nor I wish to know as less we know.
Dated: 12/09/2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I live when I see you breathe, I breathe when I hear you live. We breathe, we live in a home, room of own, Not knowing much but ourselves. Wow..beautiful lines. Nice poem. You have rich poetic skill. Thanks for the sharing.10 for it.