What do I want……?
Do I know?
Do you know
Can the stars that peep
From behind gray clouds
Tell?
Why I clasp your hand
Or swing it from time to time
Why do I trip
To an unsung song?
Do I know you?
Or...... what is in your heart
Do the sleeping moonbeams
Have a clue?
When I kiss you
Do the raindrops
Dancing on the windowpanes
Know my pain?
Why I burn?
With desire not sated
And finally sleep
Cradling my heart
In my own hands……
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem