I remember
when storms of emotion
formed conflict in my inside
and clouds of misery
ploughed my heart and soul
In the midst of my mist
of a pathetic regards to myself
your image always
appear in my mind
and brighten my day
So i beseech you
know that i in earnest
love you to the dept of breathlessness
of self expression
and understanding
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That last line is just beautiful.....