Galloping air, bands open,
while shades smudge, their being.
Drilling, carefree judgment again,
in hopes to cause, hazed will.
They seek, decent innocence,
storied, as common'd, as they are.
Willed with choice, storming cowardly,
while placing assurance, mischievously.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i liked the poem Dim, it is with a deep thoughs and wrote with a nice way well done thanks N.R