Loving it when music is being played by a band from
their hearts, intensifying the pleasure that's felt
in our beings.
Looking through prism glass windows at many designs
flowing from rhythms, standing here filled with hopes
and dreams that will test this poet's devotion.
Giving strength through trials, sacrifices and heart-
ache, making believe that life will come true while
still alive, dreams waiting in lines of prose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem