What a marvellous making of life
substances of love imposed in it,
The soul is mingling and tingling
My life is picture perfect my days are hit,
The wave is so pure and soothing
It is carrying with it some wishes,
I am forgiving your days and nights
let you be my mate and fulfill old wishes,
Elements of hatred are removed everywhere making me happy to scream
I opened my eyes then and realised it was just a dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem