As the faith when true by the belief
stare not beyond and beneath
by the baffles to differ when true
ship on the deep sea when sailing
storm may not hold their heads on the milieu
when inflicted by the shattered breath
darkness when whacks out their bloods
forest yet roars with the wilds by the night
strife when weird never hold good
reasons when rocked out by the truth
dog yet barks at strangers in the street
as the darkness when defused by the light
heart still rants by the shadow
as glimpse when diminishing
trust when prevails by the truth
blemishes still spout into the baiey
faith when wakes the glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem