i have enough glasses of
darkness
i am drunk
of its fears
i am fed-up of its promises
of comfort
and pleasure
i dare myself
to move to the other fence
this day
this broad, bold, contours
of daylights
glare, dare,
i open my eyes to the light
i am hurt
i close my eyes to a surrender
to a temporary
blindness of red skies
and then
i think of you
the princess of the sun
i am the prince of darkness
and i am betraying
everyone that loves me there.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem