Asked to talk of you
I find little to say.
Not that you are perfect,
Grumbling as you do
Sometimes
For unknown reasons,
Fearing at times my capabilities,
At times questioning the worth
Of my endeavours.
But neither dead planets nor stars
Describe a Universe
And, being no Einstein,
I remain silent.
Fearing at times my capabilities, At times questioning the worth Of my endeavours. Be determined and you will succeed. thank you for this nice poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not too sure what to make of this one, very enigmatic. Who is the You, a wife, a lover?