Singing in Isolation
Beautiful songs
From a toiled heart
Bathed in hot fluid
Crystallizing the heart
In torrent rearing tears
Wind-blowing the whistle
Of solitary waged in fear
The songs are watery to the hearing
An extreme juicy ashes of dread
Still singing in Isolation song of agony.
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I would like to translate this poem
Singing in Isolation Beautiful songs... so my dear Poet you begin and ends Still singing in Isolation song of agony. The solitary songs of a dear poet who sings from solitude. thank you, this is very nice poem . tony