She often finds herself trapped
in this mental cell of eternal sadness.
Within the body, there are two spiritual hands.
The unshakable reality forces her eyes
to rise against the gloomy,
ominous silence of his lower lip.
Through gnashing of teeth,
her inner scream creates a bizarre feeling
that is a shadow of
an incomprehensible dream
with embedded hopes.
It takes the form of a space song.
When she wakes up alone
to nurture her love in its painful freedom,
this reality shatters.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
Nice composition deeper than my thoughts will learn many thing from you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the feelings well expressed with a force of words to reach the inner self..