Far away inside myself.
I hear them...
They are calling...
So many sounds
The repetitive beat of the drum
Reality is no more...
An energy that I gave birth to
Prodigious...
Rippling water at every beat,
Natures pulse
The sky,
Amethyst explosion...
Inexplicable beauty
Inspiration of no measure
What can I do? ...
With a nodous heart?
That the world froze over time
But an ember of endless emotion
Can rekindle the flame of my feelings...
A tsunami of pity, guilt and death
Reality has no grip on me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem