My mind
needs a shelter,
runs helter and skelter
from the fierce and raging storm,
of thoughts.
More thoughts,
of yesterday,
some of the coming day.
Like pebbles fall in the lake of
my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow lovely rhyming muse n thoughts u have! Super cool poem. Pls coment my latest poem too.