Flecks of sunlight permeate,
The contours,
Of the slight slits,
Of my eyes,
I am floating in pixels of reddish orange,
With a black back drop,
In some sort of daydream freefall,
Sinking into a sea of grass,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are good with words and sentence structure. A well articulated and brilliantly penned work of art. Brief but highly imaginative. I enjoyed this poem so much. Thanks for sharing and keep it up.