I want to write something beautiful
something about the blue of your eyes
which carves my days every time they blear
I want to write something beautiful
to got something of the sorrow of the world
the lament of the winter wind
something of the dawn of sleepless faces
and something from an autumn morning rain.
I want to write something beautiful
without the fuss of the crowded streets
without the pain of the desperate people
which howl their agonies with clamorous laughs
I want to write something beautiful
as the dreams which come true
and as a fragrance of love
wet by the waves of a winter sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Do you know something George? ....I think you have written something very beautiful here...excellent write...10+++