That's who I am;
An uncut solitaire
Burning with properties rare.
Yet in my heart of hearts
I hear the guiding call of a unique,
a star apart
Haunted by special attribute.
Exhale that special ness on this world
Igniting all with details of eternity's spark,
Then on defined precision etch on my mark!
Though I would not accept my inner mystery;
A real-life-fairy-tale-fantasy.
Because is yet to accept the aura
Of a solitary star.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem