My feelings
are not words
crafted and tailored
but are wonders
in the wilderness
lost in time and space
waiting to be explored,
starnge enough
these feelings have
wishes too,
to remain an enigma
a non- entity for the world
and a longing
not to be known
by someone
who is the origin
but felt
only by that someone
like a god
envying
his creature..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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