Increased vascularity of
the road less travelled, I have
started liking you again.
Step by step to you, I will
bury the tears of the moon. Once
I will see the bottle of sins.
Viper's eyes are fixed on
me. Digging the shadows of lenses
of shivering truths. I will not escape.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An incisive write. The sharp focused imagery augments the emotive feel.