The lines of a poem,
sometime quick and fast;
The lines of a poem,
bring back memories past;
The lines of a poem,
so delicate and light;
The lines of a poem,
bring lovers sheer delight;
The lines of a poem,
with both wax and wane;
The lines of a poem,
to the poet are perfectly sane.
Poems are meant to be read,
but imaginations are meant to be fed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poems and imagination feed off each other - a little bit of life experiences for spices. Good read.