I'm feeling yellow like the sun
As it sits watching the Earth.
So many thoughts alone inside my head
I feel though that it is about to burst.
No appreciation for the distant starts
Out-shined by the rest.
Happiness found 'high' on Mars
Makes me sad; whenever I can't get there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem, like it. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Police Cell.