icy hot
with many a dark spot...
furthest from the sun
still apart of the conundrum
in the house of eight
its never to late...
we are change
from sane to derange
the frozen surface
serves a purpose
...secrets well hidden
in a place that's forbidden...
protecting ourselves from pain
our retaliation you cant sustain...
bold and realistic
not sticking to a statistic...
mystery of life's history revealed
...to us nothing is concealed
look into my eyes at last
unleashing your past
...not just of this life time
but your whole spiritual life line...
if your ready for transformation
come dance in formation...
under the gleaming stars
with me and my co-ruler mars...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem