Vicious sky burns
red under the stars
and the stars don't care
Life dwindles to an
end under the stars
and the stars don't care
Timeless places chaotic happenings
but nobody is there to see it, existance unaware.
All may as well vanish as thought vanishes
but the stars wont care when we go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem.' All may as well vanish as thought vanishes but the stars wont care when we go. ' - Really. I like it very much.(10v.) Greetings. Maria Barbara Korynt