I just love words,
As the nest cares for the birds,
Without their touch I hardly exist as a writer,
A poet and as a fighter.
To me the words are more than diamonds,
My heart knows no bounds,
The moment I think of them,
And enter the world full of priceless gem.
Precious they are like the echoes of the Delphic oracle,
Hats off to them for being the designers of unique miracle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem