She is the one who made me to be so tender
I did not know how to smile
I could not do a smile- even on a sunny day
NOthing to my amusement would bring me up
Nobody would simply say a word to my simplicity, I would not
Generous she is and her beauty drew me nigh
Upon a glance I caught a glimpse
Her shiny skin with a silky texture
I her sight I gain composure
With her voice, a stress in on torture
We were far from each other
And then a concidence
Here she is and together collide
Crack-my beat twicked
When you see-glaring you will be glued
She came closer and i could not help but to shoot
We cleaved and conversed
As sweeter than honey her words
I could not bear the sweet pods
A sweet chain of startling luminous imaginations
She took my hand-flashing booms of cooling bubbles
Of a refreshing neurones drew me in
A word could not utter, but shyness took me in
'And then' she said, I saw stars
In a flush I came back to my senses.
In her I see my self
She is my mirror and she quenches my grief
Not a day I will slip-not a stress will depress
She views all my joy and give a press
A glass of love I will take with no distress
I have discovered my self
I all her life I see my self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem