I am a poet
Just like a tongue twist
I will shake badly your heart
And make you think love is but carcass of rat
I have the sweetest tongue you've ever seen
My seducing stocks are countless like drops of the rain
So i must warn not to bring your heart in
I must warn you about my heart, no one ever made in
I am a good poet in deed
I am the architecture of your mood
The sweeper of your core road
But I am not your friend
I have the skills of telling the true lies
I can take you far beyond the skies
Be careful with my delicious stories
I am the poet and the painter of my skies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes indeed, poetry can be lovely and cruel all at the same time. Great poem!