Riddled with pain, listening to music and being soothed
from the inside out.
Nothing able to interfere with rhythms coding my mind
into poetry.
Just swirling about with sparks of intellect, touching
and igniting fires of beauty.
Turning visions and pictures into final puzzles of this
life for everyone to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem