when my writing
greets your mind
like a waterfall
crashing through
mind lane with
commas, apostrophes
pull stops as it plunges
down the slope
and then glide
along a stretch
to show us what
it sees with all its
commitments to
translating its true
feelings, and sights
sha sha sha all the way down
carrying a heaven with it
i know i have made it
I like how you guide your reader to see things how you see it... only a talented writer does this.. thanks... I agree with the ending, perfect. Lee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The pen which did the writing merits a word of praise!