beauty of the ocean had gone by
wind swiped it dreadfully
nothing was there under the sea bed
only memories left on my head.
on the mountainous side, , , found a loving heart
cared my lost soul....gave his loving hand
motionless, speechless with an empty mind
healed the lost magnificient start...
his eyes never wink
nor give a chance to remark
his arms never wait
always ready to restart...
i found him in an empty shell
who laid and rest for awhile
he wore nothing on his lips
except a beautiful smile...
'come... come with me little darling
let's share this place where i stay
i have no treasure to give for you
i'm a beggar, nothing i can promise'...
as i step back..i realized...i don't need jewels
i don't need those beautiful vases
i only need a rose from a hand full of corn
a rose given to me filled with love by his own..
the man i loved never had a treasure in him
nor a big house where he can stay
he has nothing inside his shell
except a true heart he gave to me..
happiness can't be bought with bills
nor can't be a subject for business
love is not a product for sale
only true hearts can make it real..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem