Where is rhythm
There is poetry
Poetry on the string of a guitar
Poetry in the spring of nature.
Poetry in the movements
of a dancing girl
Poetry in the neckless
made of pearl.
Poetry in the continuous rain
Poetry on the mountain terrain.
I find poetry
On the slim body of my dear
In her kiss
In her hiss
And even in her tears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem