This is poetry in the making,
its content is developing
forming enchanting words and allegorical silhouettes.
Quick with wit, angry as disillusioned slaps,
words and symbols copulate.
Life is eternal and the hunt is its essence!
It is the discovery of telltale traces of
never drying blood and anonymity where
hunter and hunted simply trade places.
They are never left alone
seeking each other.
We are never
I am always in you
as you are in me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem