Stranded in a land of strangulated episodes of lives, trying to make sense of elliptical thoughts as they digress slowly into vapid mists of untidy memorizations.
Noting strengths of opposite feelings, amply trying to turn positive sides toward an effervescent triumph of sorts.
Banking on memories as they climb ever upward into heaven's side of existence.
Taking aside many ideas as they progress into processes of nothingness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem