A song of personality that gets sung to the curious
Or taste of faith to the starving observer
Painted on to stand up to, on, or for the world
A whisper of peace, a tale of pain, a cry for love.
The ink can tell a story or sing a song.
If it is seen as life, make the choices that you won’t regret Live the life that you choose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem