Using the razor of reason
We carve the mouth of our questions,
A little wound
Where the unthinkable: the tongue of reality,
Licks our pain.
Hi Raquel. Dear, you should focus upon something more specifically. Abstract poetry is usually without any emotion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A little wound Where the unthinkable: the tongue of reality, Licks our pain. very poetic expression with a hidden meaning. tony