Life plays upon our sentiments.
A rollercoaster ride of emotions
Touching upon grief and merriment.
Peace is elusive.
Poetry draws me
For it's covert nature.
To stay covert
Yet be truthful.
Futile are efforts to
Tear open the shroud.
The moon light peeks through mist.
Whimsical words dancing around
Like fireflies-
Dim and fuzzy is the guiding light!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem