ALL POETS HEAR
your brush pens across my mind...
colours divine where can one find...
when you come to walk across my page...
holding hands
all know ALL POETS HERE...
Iam in good ones-
for all times
and
to be a poet the likes of thee...
I will keep it all along in my mind...
you make me search for stars in the galaxy
where one day we all will be...
now all know it including ye
a distant memory
believe poet o poet me
as you read me
in my mirror of time
do see the likes of ye
you all are more lovely
do chime as I do
in all of thee
exception none may be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you all are more lovely do chime as I do in all of thee exception none may be A lovely poem.