I don't write a poem
but sprinkle my heart
on white papers.
I don't write a poem
but kiss flaming words
on the lips of volcano.
I don't write a poem
but croon a lullaby
for drizzling lids.
I don't write a poem
the poem writes me
and sets me free
from the life engulfed
by mirages.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I dont read a poem but an arrangement of words revealed by writer's heart..maybe it claimed as not a poem but it really kind of poetry_Unwritten Soul