Feel the artist
Observe and feel your vocal range
Do you feel how you feel?
The half comatose
Feeling of not being Wilson
And then you yet decide to be something not
In way of yours;
Or did get a feel?
What you've been trying
Oh music? Have I been betraying you?
What am I?
I am confused
Of what to become?
On side of the grass?
Should I to be.
Music, answers to most of the problem
And caress me
And on where something which is beyond frequency.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful and well penned poem, Sparsh. Thanks Peace