i've read your poems
and honestly they're great
but i did not make any
comments for this simple
reason: greatness does not
need anyone or anything
it just keeps that elegance
anywhere and anytime
with or without us, and so
i just let you pass
i just let that poetry float
in the skies
and stay in the pages of my
mind, for i do think that
poetry is beyond anyone's grasp
as it is beyond time
as it launches itself from that
madness into the gates of
eternity where everything is
but salt in the ocean
elements on earth
particles of the universe
always moving and moving
somewhere else
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem