Why can't I find the words
to put down on this paper.
I picture them,
see what the poem would look like when read.
But these words...
They're just like a hurricane,
blowing straight through my head.
They come and they go,
with the snap of a finger.
These words to paper,
just don't seem to fit right.
Maybe I'm thinking too hard.
Or what if all I need,
is to just let my mind wander free.
Could that really be the key?
To just let this pencil scribble,
beautiful words to paper.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem