Irony makes you the alibi of past wound........
Poetry makes the alibi of a deep love
Words written remain alibi for time tamed and bound
For the future's unshackled rocky alcove
The pains of real life become alibi of our humaneness
The fruits of endevour is alibi of ones sincerity
The agitating surround is the alibi to stimuli and pretense
Your friendship will remain an alibi of happy unity
'The bud' will remain an alibi of passionate union
'The flower' the symbol of remembered fragrance
Your silence the alibi of your understanding in my opinion
A little; shall I back away as alibi to elegance?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A wonderful poem offering great philosophic insights! Yuh's the marvelous gifted poet of our times! Thank you very much.