in the moon
i buried my comrades
coming to earth
to see a love revolution
arise in me
but yet...
i spent a thousand years
of solitude
meeting no one to cry
no one to smile
no one to love
just the memory...
between me and myself
all those years...
i still comfort my country
i can nail memories
out of time
We are all time-space- travelers who have the absolute power to create through our imagination! You are one of us with such creative power as you were created to the image of the Mighty One above! 10+++ Well deserved! This fabulous write is the echo of your heart and mind! Keep inspiring the World with more of your talented writes! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City!
Great imaginations. Really out of box thinking. Deserves a 10
At least you got someone to care you after thousands year, it's no matter of year but it is about your voice and feeling to be hear...Now smile, cry and love we all here ready for you...and this is the moment where you have back to be written with you.. I like how you use astronaut as yourself to tell everything...so imaginative minded :) well for me also, because of being astronaut now you being known by all of us, your talent, smile, love and cry...We listening now :) Unwritten Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
Twas way back 1960s.I feel they are still smelling the fingers of their hands there.Should have tried to become U.S.S.R another way than bigmouthing them with a Russian Federation.The number of prostitutes in the streets of Moscow would have crossed the numbers of their memory counts by this time...but still..ovs, evs, ovas, evas, ins and inas, tsars and tsarinas will prefer living and levitating in the skies from hand to mouth.....