Indeed i'm depressed;
like perfumes of winter.
But not because i leave here;
But the colours filled in the rainbows were fake
And the diamond dew turned to dusty fumes;
When i lament; 'the world hasn't recognized me'
The revelation that 'its me that failed to understand this world'
Killed
the ovary of my distressed words'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
failed to understand this world. good one. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.