Shooting stars traveling through the skyways at the
speed of light going through the darkness of grief
and it's sorrow in years of life.
Living losses of loved ones so intensely that it's
a wonder that anyone can even see the light of life
within them.
Stretching self exponentially into the outskirts of
another time, burning through the night with concepts
and ideas traveling across and beyond limits of this
lifetime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem