Striding down musical lanes of poetry, setting up it's lines in
juxtaposition with notes, abbreviated and traced into allotted
strands of talent.
Taking steps into future paths of destiny, preparing a place in
history to become what I've always known - that I'm a poet -
and I'm free with reality and it's acrimonious flavors.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem