Perhaps...
This is for me,
Perhaps....
That is for me,
Perhaps.....
Everything is for me,
Then a silent bell whispers
To me from within,
'Perhaps.....
Nothing is for thee, '
I remain standstill.
A very interesting and thought provoking poem. Well expressed.
Your mind and heart are at a standstill only as long as it takes you to put your wonder into words on a piece of paper.
Oh, this I cannot see about you or in you. There are worlds spinning their way through your mind and coming out clothed in the words of your poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful Anjandev Bravo! ! ! !