Twirling mess
Pouring cold
Frothing salsa
Stretching hell
Lapsing alpaca
yank apart my conscious
Disgracing humility
Soars through my eyes
Threatening announcement
In a world of curls
Tangled Ideas, different sizes
All with the same epithet
Texturing pump
Stuck with product
Demanding freedom to roam
Clinging silk
Gnawing passion
Intimadation scatches at the door
Frying pride
Building strength
Fighting for the priority
Twirling mess
Pouring cold
Frothing salsa
Stretching hell
Lapsing alpaca
thrust through my spirit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow... really cool! did u use the random conjunctions we learned from English?