My imagination is like a camera.
It captures the best moments of time.
But those images present an enigma.
On scribbled letters hopes are enshrined.
The intense happiness you posses
remains an enigma for the outside world.
Hoping to reserve the thoughts of bliss.
Spiritualty that stirs my mind and soul.
Tomorrow's dreams are hidden behind.
an enigmatic smile of enhancing effect.
the treasures will be harder to find.
Make every cloud with intention a reject.
The enigma that words bring from your mind.
Will continue to rise until the process unwind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem