They told me how you look like
Never seen somebody so bright.
With a heart of gold and body so tough
Soothing us all, never being rough.
Are you real? Some say,
Or just my thought! I pray.
Seen you whenever there's a mess
But still never in the flesh.
Then you said -' It's neither a dream
Nor any illusion, nothing to scream.'
So I followed you where you took me
In that empty room where stood thee.
There were curtains all around so I pulled down the lever
And I saw you smiling in me right through the mirror.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem