I did not come here -- by a chance,
For I did not know' -- the gentle 'Me';
Whom I would dream!
Whom I would love!
So I came here to see Me,
I am searching my Me,
In my mystic dreams,
My loving heart resounds,
With some mystic voice...
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...
In bliss and silence do I say,
Who is in me playing my role?
'Oh, how sweet you are, my gentle Me! ' I say --
'How I love thee! ' tweets back my soul.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem