The sight of your guerilla smile
In the roads of my dream
Flashes a green light
After roaming hither and thither
Covertly attacks
In my deep sleep
And put on a red light
The shooting of your beauty
A ball googly
In the grass less pitch
Makes a storm
In my heart I am hit for the six.
You have used interesting and deep metaphors, many different interpretations are possible. It's radiant and charming.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely metaphorical write giving me smiles too.