Whose shadow covers my body
Reading day and night
The glass is very hot in sunburn
The burns are in the body.
Burning glass burns me
In the heart of the mind
The sky covers the wall
Stagnant rock
The brushed burn smell is mine
The mind burns
Looking for the illuminated light
Hats are far away.
The glass is in the smoke of the smoke
The eyes burn two
Walking in the dark
I am going to the dawn.
A refined poetic imagination, Salahuddin. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Glass burns is a saddy poem..its feeling is genious..