Upon my fiery forceful chest,
Air passes through so slow
And i saviour the sensation,
As it sends my veins
Into a tranquil sleep.
Waterfall, is my mind
Water run,
To purify the impure state of mind
I try to disappear with the whirpool,
But in vain are my efforts In resemblance to the potent energy
of the natural force.
My universe, makes my felicity a momentum to live
To survive the evils of this prevailing
atrocious social conduct
My galaxy, is the most indestructible and invincible force
That makes my heart burst into small particles of diamond
That i myself failed to obtain.
Collecting my pieces like a long forgotten masterpiece, and
Reading me like a forgotten lore
I become an antiquity
And he preserves me like a jewellery.
To make my universe expand
Is all that i covet,
Let him surf my supernovas
And i will grant him what he lacks.
This way will go everything around,
As we will complete each other
We will build a huge mansion of life
I shall keep him intact in every way
And bestow him wings
To reach what he never dared.
I shall be like a mermaid
Swim all over his space,
To help him discover
The parts he never had.
I shall never let his feet touch
The rought ragged ground
Nay- i never plan to cause insidious acts.
I shall let you forget the pain of woe,
And make you a free independent spirit
That travels my unraveled world.
To purify the impure state of mind I try to disappear with the whirpool, But in vain are my efforts In resemblance to the potent energy of the natural force. - this is definitely my favourite part - such a good write, thank you! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite pretty.. I think the first part would be rather stronger when written as a prose poem, a short paragraph describing your 'galaxy'. The final lines travels - unraveled are impressive. Can you keep that metaphor? (ragged) . What exactly is unravel'd? Which illusion you give up when you make him a free spirit?