memories (this poem with salema in collaboration)
The sweet breeze of your words hit
the wall of my heart, some are soft
and some are hard, soft are those still
I remember, hard ones are sent to
fetch some soothing water your velvety
smell with that of the angel works like
a balm on the wounds of the moment
throwing sadness to the salty ocean,
the freshness of your departure burns
me like a missile, I hiccup with
the drink of your guerilla smile, the
parody presence of you in the memory
of mine is a massacre of my mediocre
sense, so I faint and go deep to the
unconsciousness to crash the beauty
of my life in the put out light I explode
darkness to crumble all the weapons
of amazing love violence, I rise again
to my senses to water and to embrace
the iron tree of your remembrance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The sweet breeze of your words hit the wall of my heart\\\\really a beautiful line