Homage to William Blake
words don't come out from the heart
But it pleases me
And I fall in it
Becomes an easy prey
I come awake next
Look back in grief
And reproach myself
For being a foolish guy
But in darkness
When there was none by me
'Song of Experience' of Blake
Once more becomes an evidential & everlasting!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem