My head was beaming with thoughts..
With my fingers shivering
and nostrils stuck..
My pen was no where to be seen,
It was diving deep in my mind..
I could not measure the Gravity of my thoughts,
Because I never knew,
I was on a moon,
so insane and wild!
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gravity of my thought, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes of course, this is psychedelic poem.. I love it.. Short but sober though its deep. :)