so many words i have written
very few of them i have spoken
i love silence inside my room
so small but still call my home
here i watch whole earth transpire
either it's joyful or under fire
when sadness comes to visit me
i muster my mind to write poetry
i'm lucky i have ease to breathe
to let out evil dwelling beneath
so far i see sun with twinkling eye
every moment of it is worth smile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem