The vagrancies of my being,
scatter around the earth.
Fill the sky with wordless abstractions.
I gaze with wonder,
at their tapestry,
And gather them one by one,
visible as shining gems.
I weave them in some broken words,
and call them my poems.
a very well expressed write, i feel the same way and i relate it to myself...a superb write.10
i luved it....the words are framed so well.......thanx......b'ful expressions.......creative! ! !
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I would like to translate this poem
beautifully woven words! ...a pleasant read!