Today as i hold this pen,
inside mine's heart the atmosphere is tense,
am i really a poet?
yet i'm lost of words to say of thee,
even if i've enough to say of thee today,
tomorrow what will i say of thee.
behold the embodiment of beauty,
thy gracefulness and endownment is unrivaled,
the goddess of beauty,
evening star that twinkles to mine's world,
the sweetness of thy love is like that of an adagio playing.
whoever said the beautiful are yet to be born,
i'll say was a liar,cause from where came thee?
you brighten mine's life like the sun brighten earth at dawn,
you uplift my spirit when i'm down,
my one and only love that is and will ever be,
what else can i say of thee?
