When will I see you again?
I have reserved beautiful things in me,
I want to let you know in your comfortable space, that:
I will come up with a way better than any other in humanitarian history.
It will reappear in a facsimile from the timeless cline
and man shall be braced by the best
panorama of life improvement ever.
Every woman will slog for admission into Barmby
where they will raise their children
behind the windows of a calm city.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem.Meaningful and weaving of words is excellent. 'Every woman will slog for admission into Barmby where they will raise their children behind the windows of a calm city. '...is so nice. Thanks for sharing.