the soul is captured in our portrait
the portrait of life with golden rims
where sunlight warms the heart
and moonlight calms the mind
the portrait of life with blue skies
undressed for all to see
the naked stars that dances at night
in a midnight dance of giants
their wavering tears drizzling on us
the soul is captured in our portrait
the portrait of life with gazing eyes
overlooking the naked body
with contours and ridges
conspiring together
in a secret plot
their spell is cast
and the beautiful being is born
from an amazing brush
the soul is captured in our portrait
the portrait of life with a dark side
deeply submerged
hidden in our hearts
evil intentions
emerging from their burrows
to rob us of our goodness
and spoil the ink in our brush
betraying the beauty in us
the soul is captured in our portrait
shielded from the harsh weather
the wind that blows in our face
causing lines to emerge
in the sand of our skin
where age lies hidden
exposed only by the passing time
betraying the immortality in us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great and a class poem!