I am not like other people
I have my maddness, my labyrinth twists, my curiocity
I am burning in hell
The hell of my own, and I hug it in my lap for ever
crowds sicken me, mathematics is absurd, laugh is fake
Death is imminent to wrapped its benificial claws around me
caress me but I do not care
kiss me but I am stoical
It is warm
beads of perspiration pour down out of my pallid face
Now I am free
full of nothing
a picturing of negative tendencies and depressive moods resulting in death. your imagination is very powerful. your poetic notes also. thank you dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am not like other people I have my maddness, my labyrinth twists, my curiocity- - -> a good introduction to your poem. unusual and grabs the reader's attention