......A swarm of falling pental- like feathers dancing down..
..............As if I was called by a marige.......
....I came all the way for this place..........
.......... plz some one tell me i am not alone...
..before the shapes of my dreams fade alway....
......I've been gathering all the fragment...
.....of my sadness...
the the pieces of my sadness
......i have pick them up.....
................forever is sad and endless it maybe long for it..
........now my wings secrectly, fleeting blooming somewhere
around..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aww way to go! great job :)