Even you look lovely
I am not ugly
A week will not lie on your face
Beauty defies an age
Age sounds like a cage
Yet Golden bird may cry
For an owner a sigh.
I may once
Be so ludicrous inside
My kindness gone for money
Yet I will utter you are beautiful honey.
Yet to say if I have seen a better face here.
I am a liar, but how many times I may lie!
Two lovely ladies inside a well
I shout. No one listen!
I beg a Becky
Search a Sarah
Empty sounds my echo
I am a stupid Enricho.
I am a small boat
A small thought
Yet I mingle
And I am no longer a stranger from water!
Flirt fakes inside your skirt
The sky does not lie
I pretend to be a smart!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem