Tapping on the keyboards and my thoughts is flowing along
There is no time nor space but only my soul
There is no one exist in this parallel universe
There is only me writing and constructing a poem
Bring it all out and let it flow
Loose all the control and criticism I hold to my own
Loose myself and surrender to the higher self
I don't need to know what is the next rhyme
I just need to allow the lines to flow it out
Let it flow
Let all my emotion and thought take control
Let my idiotic heart speak out
And allow it to tell the story I've hid to myself
Sometimes my tears wanted to write its poem
They have verses and metaphors in the sadness
So let it flow
Face myself and let my little heart spoke
Through the poem that I wrote
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem