it's like a sun or rain condition
it's like a psychopath put on a mission
it's like a baby with a mood transition
like a movie on the point of culmination
like the sky which knows no limitation
a dreamer lost in contemplation
a lover with a bad reputation
a girlfriend with a million expectations
a fighter always wanting liberation
it's something beyond comprehension
something that doesn't know any pretension
it's a possessive boyfriend, i forgot to mention
it's a stuck tape, always plays the same thing on rotation
A man with a vision
A kid in fear of losing a possession
a winter of depression
a summer of vacation
a monsoon of desperation
a spring of elation
it is something that never follows the tradition
yes, it is the heart
which can never make a decision!
this is a very good poem..i like it very much...i enjoyed it throughly...keep it up...pl read my new poem' how did they dare to kill the crowd? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
whatever it is; it is out of the box of convention...therefore very good :)