Ode to the boy with chocolate coloured hair,
Though views are sometimes ignored, his heart will never be shut out.
For the memories and moments locked away in golden seams,
They will never be tarnished, they will never be fractured.
And every second is cherished beneath the smiles and the happy times,
But is there any depth behind those cut glass eyes?
A thousand dreams screaming at the surface.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem