Little specks of sparkling hope remains in his eyes;
Grasping on to what is left from destruction and self demise.
Feelings of panic rush through his chest;
Knowing every second he always gives it his best.
Deep desperation of uncertainty from what is to come;
Learning the hard way was what he was shown.
Finding himself underneath it all;
Shining so bright he can no longer fall.
Give into yourself young magician; with galaxy eyes and tricks that advance your position.
Speak into the universe for what you want and have done;
No need to fear anything because you have already won.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem