When I cry
The ocean runs dry
When I laugh
The sun becomes shy
When I pray
The God bent before me
When I curse
The devil runs free
When I love
The heaven showers in joy
When I hate
The hell becomes mine
When I be me
your thought can't creep in me
When I be yours
You'll feel me in all of thee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice self description..........you and yourself in different aspects.