Forever; what would be my notion
Extreme belief. A shattered wild commotion
A dream; that wouldn't be the answer
I filed away the fine outstanding dancer
My right; the altercation keeping
I strain and struggle, No more my believing
So now I comfort all man's waiting
My tangled and impatient confiscating
I travel deep to get back what I've stolen
This madness has my heart that's tossed and swollen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Sarah. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks