How My Pen Strokes
SOS his NAME
AND My smiles and laughter
I hold Within Just to Save
It For Him
When He Appears
Or That I Silently
Loose My Thoughts Despite
Writing This Poetry
As He Comes Into My Mind
Moments Frozen In Time
Sealed and Locked Forever
Not One Moment Will
He Experience as
Every Aspiration
Disappears
into the Air
of Non-Fiction
As I Measured Others Against Him
and To See He Was That
Flawed Flawlessness I Wished
To Attain and Fix and Mend
Anything Broken Within
He Will Never Know How Much
I Vividly Remember
Because I Pay Attention
To What He Says
and Things That He Does
Cause You Indented Your Ink
Into My Soul Before You
Became Tangible Despite
My Seeing You as Untouchable
Till I Touched You
and Wished TO Never Let Go
Even though I Had to
He Will Never KNOW
How I Daydreamed
In Poetic Verses as
He Became A Pre-Packaged Canvas
That Had The Clearest of Images
if You Looked at him in the right angle
Nor Will He Gain Insight
Past The Friendship Conjured Up
Between us Almost Automatically
Amazing To See Another One Getting Away
Butterflies Being Free
As I Remain A Grounded CATERPILLAR
Within an Outgrown Cocoon
Unable To Smell The Roses
HE Will Never Know
Id Share My Pen if
He Asked For It
The Value is The Same
Emotions Flying Due TO Him
In Clear Ink
Since What I Would Have Offered
Was Crystalline Un-Tainted
Never Will He See The Flicker In My
Eyes As I Hear Him
Teleporting
To And Fro
Wishing I Too
Was In His Thoughts
But I am just a friend
I wished for so much more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem