I’m crippled by the stars that glisten outside the night sky.
Burning me with their silver essence.
Quivering behind dark eyes,
Hiding from the temptation set in front of me,
I remain quiet and alone.
Time and time again-
Minutes and seconds mingle with the rhythm and tempo of an out of orbit earth.
I recoil from the moon and try to wrap myself in atmospheric blankets.
-Ruined not broken. [I am]
Oceans rage beneath my feet.
I’ve been standing on heavy waters for ages now.
Watching the slow death of my planet.
No longer able to stay,
I plead the winds to take me away...
And I am gone.
A single star tucked in my pocket.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem