My poem is my poem,
My poem is with my life,
And it is unique.
Dare not to copy it,
From the very start
It is pasted
On the wall of time.
And time ends
With my poems.
What is this poem dear elder brother? I write whatever I feel right! I know you all everyone here...no one my master my dear elder elder brother.. I don't care.... I am freelancer!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You can never never understand me... thanks