The forbidden candle
burns alone in the swarm of
clouds. I read your eyes again.
I take off the sparks
to write a poem in black sky.
Why does the world revolve around love?
There was no trending.
It was auto-hurt to prove the fidelity
of the moon amidst the galaxy of sins.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the rich imagery used in this poem. The fidelity of the moon in a galaxy of sins, is such a wonderfully strong image!