SOMEONE SHOULD TELL ME!

In that glittering touch of my dreams

Something new rises in my heart

Perhaps a smiling bud that giggles 

In the deep and dark forest of my mind.

My new poetry sings and vanishes 

Behind innumerable hopeless hopes 

Someone should tell me in a dialect 

My river of love flows in a new rhythm

And the sea of joy maddened in waves

I find not what new hue of her form

Can draw my image eternally lavish ;

Why is she acting all secretive today?