What I want to write
Is still an odd mystery
The more I write words
The more I have quarry
With every new verse
I feel I will be satisfied
But the thirst increases
As thoughts are versified
I want to compose views
That are never revealed
Yet all the clouds gather
Thoughts are entangled
What is all this thirst for
I don’t know definitely
I feel there is something
Into the deep of eternity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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