if wanting you
gave godspeed to pigs
i would want you.
you say, and beggars would ride
all the more reason that I should want you.
if all the proverbs conspired
to hold a mirror to my schmuck
i would look it in the eye
with a smile on my lips
and say, I adore.
i adore i adore i adore
there, do what you can
and if the twinge in the heart should grow, i will adore evermore.
Such a nice poem, Aditi Ray. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Sure, necessity is the mother of invention! That proverb surely will reflect as mirror to your want!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well expressed thoughts and feelings nicely brought forth from the heart. A beautiful creation.