Wrote literature in my heart
Speaks when words can't
It is music
the magical power of love
in quest of memory
It keeps the fountain of joy alive
often drains in lovely tears
with a melodies whoops
Harmony for the honor of God
delights of my soul
abolishing strife within
like a moonlight in the
gloomy night of my life
my heart is singing
a sweet love song with no end
eternal bliss, the spellbind
of therapeutic
Ease the pain, forever grace
as I embrace the euphony
to this composure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem