Can I go to a place with a background
Of silence? I cannot think properly
Because of the nuisance they're created.
Through in my mind the creativity
Of my imagination draw something
New words to share and to tackle about
The things bring frustration of my Being.
How can I pass the lake without a boat?
Lots of words coming out in my mind, but
One word only remains in it; useless.
Dec.15,2016
5: 30 am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem