So not to sink in
Darkness!
...
Grind my smiles
Which remained..
Hidden in your letters and
Trapping in poems.
Make it a soup.
Make it with..
Flavoring in clamminess dawn
Roses shame, and
April breeze that does not
Calm down in the spikes.
So not to sink in,
Darkness!
Present it to you
Moons, light up your night's lip
And become lighted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem