blue surroundings, share different homes
I live inside the blues of a cornflower surrounding
Still pink with colorful joy and baskets full or tears
I live in cold but gold surroundings where I have love but
From distances far away from my heart
I live inside fruitful surroundings where entity is wild
And sour faces appear wearing 12 masks at a time
I live in surroundings where serenity is present but invisible to the world
That world which be cold but sweet to
A hypocritical manner
I live in a place where a home is home but the world is some place else
I live in a shell in a head where nobody wishes to visit
A world where I’m in solitude and harmony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem