Took a wrong turn into the deep forest
Surrounded by tall ghostly trees
Wanting to call out your name
You're not there yesterday
What do I know today
Would you save
Me with
One
Swoop
Of magic wand
Everyone are yours
To command, in cognition
That I'm the only one inside your
Decrepit rundown castle from Mars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We loved and lost; recycle, reuse and grow stronger. Make friends of former lovers, that's how you can still coexist.