an eye, squinting
through a microscope
bits and pieces unveiling.
almost naked.
an entity suspended
between heaven and earth
by a thread.
(or it could be the observer
forging an image of oneself?)
loving you is like
a sunlight-
heavy on my back,
two hours after the noon,
I, chasing my own shadow.
it will take me time to understand this..the usual deep and choosy ways with words from candid candice.. nice penning without sleeping again?
so....why not train it to another direction...and let your own shadow chase you instead...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hawda nimu uie.. metaphoric keu kah mag sulat bah..nice! (^_^)