“What the hell do you think u r doing? ”
“What the hell is going thru your head? ”
You see a hell inside my head.
Hell inside my heart.
Once here was a heaven
Flowers and green grass, a garden
Breeze and fresh air
Trees and Birds
Mornings with chirping of Birds
Days with hope and cool thoughts
Nights with moon light
A palace in the middle, for some one
The palace was near the river
Shined in light
Stars was bright
Moon lights in night
But you never came hear
The river went dry
Green went black
Palace become ghost house
Oh! There a white rabbit
Fox caught it in a bite
If rabbits are beautiful thoughts
Here it is ruled by foxes
Here it is too hot and cold
That I can’t hold
Run away from me
So it can’t hurt u.
This the hell I am doing
This the hell going on my head
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Tis a g'd poem! ! ! Well-penning! ! So emotional! !