Shattering peaceful environments with loud playing elastic music, pouring quickly into my mind, making it difficult to keep up writing with it's expressive pace, set in melodies of exacting pleasure.
Defining mosaics of designs as they emerge and float past in visions of natural aptitudes, clearing my mind with their purity of intellect as it saturates interior puzzles, quickening solutions with every beat of the drums.
Telling stories with lyrics, timing everything precisely and creating images constantly without any breaks in concentration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
without any break in concentration is a necessity. good write.