The Isle of my mind,
that I create, peace indicate,
The Isle of my mind, to purify,
this corrupt soul that has putrified,
The tired mind that ceased to exist,
The reality that constantly insist,
That hold and control every flow,
Accessible only I know,
I enter and left the insanity,
I dwell in its tranquility,
And show my vulnerability,
trade it for some invicibility,
Sanctuary of my mind,
fortified by my will and might,
For no one can defile,
the sanctity of my mind,
I wish I die,
and never to return to this world called LIFE..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem