In my space time to confess the truth,
Looks allured mine hands as i unfold;
To write digging thoughts to relieve
And think of none such damn and leave.
My self, my feelings, my love, my soul
Thereby silent, I made to conquered them all.
Since then to look again un-armored,
Naked that poorest of me bestowed;
Unfancied wealth of the world and defeats,
Painted sigh of my face unveiled
Those rough past days is gone to die,
A new life to step with a lullaby.
Long I meet my Feunee girl in Festivities
As Brutus silent Caesar throne in Greece.
To present myself with empty promises,
Like Jesus, I will give my life to her
and nothing else.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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