Here's to my poorly written,
Poetic expression.
Those nights which seem to have no meaning.
I just write because to me it is pleasing.
Is it in poetry?
That I find what other's find at a party?
I don't understand why I write.
It just happens like freight or flight.
I guess it is where I escape,
On nights where it becomes late.
Writing something,
That is thought-provoking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellently executed, dear Ma'am Safiyyah.....10+++++++++++