the rapturous Joy,
Thoughts that dance coy
that spins through my veins.......
In the secret recess in vain.....
That bolt away to hide
Giving way to pride
Which stands sentry
As emotions to enter try
Logic plays hide and seek
Open eyes widen meek
.......Malinikadir
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem