Writings and writings
It surprise me at the end
Writings coming from
The dictionary of time and space
It is comes with the tears
Of sad eyeballs eyes
And blood which comes from
Our deeply open wounds
Above the pier and ranges
Oversees me
I become free from their chains
In front of me is the way
It is still in its infancy
And the Space watching me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem