As the light of my soul has its strange way of making the darkness of my heart blaze with unfathomable rage it swirls around my body like a decaying universe. Judging its own existence, its utopical dream of life far from the cataclysmic version of this reality. And yet I am fine with myself.
Sometimes sadness acquire place in mind but having trust on self and realizing consciousness this releases out pain and happiness comes inside. Wonderful poem...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice write.Thanks for sharing