Thinking out loud?
The fringed curtain of my eyes has been soaked with saltwater
My eyes has been at high tide
Smiles decided to preserve itself
Now my cheek is safe from wrinkles.
The floor becomes sea that smiles at every drop of my salty water,
Your smile gave me the strength and courage to endure what was coming
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
My thoughts when I have decked the sea with drops of full salt water.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here,
leaving me to wet the sea that roared back at me
sigh, when does this ends.
I hope the wind of my sea pities me and do me no loving wrong,
else the sea would dry to over flow
Birds would sing
It would be all dead flowers.
Drought again?
Maybe now I find peace.
Sigh, have I been thinking out loud?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem