Ivories tickling my brain, washing away the sleepiness
of yesterday, creating new rhythms and beats to enter-
tain with.
Jostling up this being of human nature, cajoling me
into happiness and writing, I feel my heart singing
joyously through mind and soul, enjoying every minute
these beats and rhythms flow through my brain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem