Upon loneliness to engulf the depths of life with utmost confine ought and wrought to enhance life. The share of own with worn the torn of emotions and thoughts that tear the pair of life. The compose that distance own-self awhile the pile of life agile the realms of emotions and thoughts. The configure with own-self the now and awe that seek a win upon the unraveling of times and seasons. The surfacing and resurfacing upon earth with a compose of own depths of mind drawing the distance nurture nigh upon life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem