Wright, write, right, rite!
With the legends of the muse of your love;
Under the microscope of peace.
Maximal,
Minimal,
Doom, loom, boom, broom, room, groom, bloom, vroom, zoom!
With the muse of the illegal lust of mankind today.
Bloom, loom!
She was very powerful in the sea of love;
And, i suspected nothing when she came in.
Broom, room!
Like walled villages with bars and gates;
With the legends of the muse of love.
Vroom, room!
In the Valley of Bones;
And, to join them together as one.
Leg, legends!
To ascend and become like a storm;
But, take my love as a possession and cling on to my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem