Its already twelve
I cannot lay nor sleep
There is a feeling I have to whelve
A feeling for you that is deep.
A feeling of guilt when you are around
A feeling that is ethereal
A feeling that is only to you I found
A feeling that is surreal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a well penned poem, kuya Emmanuel....10+++++