Would you yell, scream at it, beat on it some more?
Would you complicate,
it's simple mind to speak not, ever more?
Would you tell it, you love it, when really you dont?
Would you love it, never speak those words,
it washes feet to hear?
Would you tell it, you cannot understand a single
word, you hear?
Would it simplify,
it's simple world,
if it just despaired in all it's pain,
it'swell that knows your shielded soul of fear?
So many things the mind's eye sees in It... yet a heart is open.. to all It sings Fear not the silence you disdain Love remains unto the words... and those who knows It's pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another great write iip...makes an excellent read...Fi 10+++