Of what use is all this
When I know not your destiny
When I know not
Where you are
And who you are
My poems
Are but pearls
Scattered
And I shall
Recollect them one day
But for the inspiration
That pretty girl
Proud and lovely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well I had to respond to this poem Sadiqullah, though it's likely for your very own Unknown Girl. Lovely words, pearls scattered is a lovely phrasing. HG: -) xx