A world beyond words...
Many a sonnetter has tried to word it
Not even the prodigiousness of the sea could accord it
The epoch of a man life is not enough to measure it
The much venerated, viscerous treasure...
For those who believe in his omnipotence
Believe it or not; She is his benevolence...
For the divine cherubs who cosset her with love
She pours upon them, the love of her life to the lees...
For those regardless moppets, who chide her with hatred
For those who believe in his omnipotence
Believe it or not; She is his benevolence...
Kith and Kin, many more could dome you
For a day or two or even more
Who else, but she will veil you
From the dawn of your life till death
Let you be an angel... Let you be a friend...
As long as you are her child... you are her life
For those who believe in his omnipotence
Believe it or not; She is his benevolence...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem