A car glides through the tarmac with maroon streaks
Along a maze; yet the heart can see through
The blindness of this powerful rush of adrenaline,
Across a maze; which takes the eye into hypnosis.
The duet courses itself, blundering through the fog-like darkness
Together in a cocoon, metamorphing into some freak of nature.
But a sprinkle of crystal-like brilliance undoubtedly, glamorously,
Lighting up this obsolete world in which the lord of Death
Has passed, and thus passes through shells of souls
All intertwined; they attempt to give life to emotion.
And emotion to life.
The sunlight blossoms across the faint skyline of misty clouds,
Like tears set against a backdropp of water-coloured love.
So as the car rides with the couple into the horizon,
out of their own endearment, and stubborn reluctance,
they give a long moaning to life, and a stillness to Death,
that ultimately depicts Death in his most cruel stance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem