Swirls of time settle into rhythms and chords, enticing
this mind into writing poetry, beauty and solitude being
focused onto patterns of notes.
All collating instantaneously with intellect, colors and
designs fascinating my mind in explosions of feelings and
emotions.
Taking me on excursions of lively anticipation throughout
this life, loving the coded rhythms constantly coming to
mind while writing poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem