Time is moving
at the speed of light
everything chaos
a mess and at the same time alright
Time is pacing
while secrets are kept
never spoken of
until up they crept
But then time stops
love only for
and secrets become known
while time an open door
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time is pacing while secrets are kept never spoken of until up they crept yes time is an open door... incidents occurs and and struggles cope with.. and the idea you expressed here is impressive and heartfelt one..liked it very much and let me say well done erika dear for good poetry.10/10