A mind of flooded thoughts,
Seems to find the right word
Like a kiss, floating
Aimlessly to place itself,
For a heart to catch,
And a mind to feel..'
The arrows and slings,
Of casual or some serious flings,
As we move on,
Obscured by the clouds of hate,
With invisible drops of longings
Unheard and unknown,
Imploring the heart to do..
What it does best, and leave the rest
To rest in agonizing peace..
That's longing to express,
Those soft feelings..
That were buried alive..
In some corner, that no one would ever know.
But a soul of dead and burnt verses
A floating kiss of flooded thoughts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem