I tried to write a poem
But it was rambling and pointless
And now I find myself

Rambling

Pointlessly

About a poem that doesn’t exist

Darling, it's late night
Can you see my heart
screams for your eyes?
It's broken into pieces
in the silent hills fight!

Waiting for love is so painful
like dying in the ocean water,
Love makes our lives beautiful
when we're so happy together!

You've made my heart
with your sweet love,
Why do you break it
in a present moment?
Oh, I'm dying for that!

Come back to me my darling
I will make you happy forever,
The sun is rising in the morning
I'm still waiting for you, my dear!

In this autumn, to reach your hands
Don't mind me please,
Look at the old catkin fields
They became white flowers,
Then why aren't you with me?

On this dewy morning
I'll take the night-blooming jasmines
just for you my darling,
Ah, don't feel shy to come alone
in my courtyard with your scarf.

The Togor, Beli and Jaba flowers
are like your beautiful ornaments,
and you're the smelled hiptage.
Oh, the lotus dies in shyness
for your happy smile!

Darling, I will give you
the white clouds of autumn
and the blue of the skies.
At the river on this beautiful night
Let the moon smile on your face!

On this autumn evening
I dream of your soft hands
and some lovely moments.
Or let's walk together on the dewy grass
in the early morning.

My grandpa
             Words he gave
                            To me once upon a full moon
“Son” he said
            “When you go into this life”
“Remember, that love is a language “
             “So find, my son, find someone”
                     “Who speaks your language “
      “So you don’t have to translate your soul”
                                   Hmmm.