Blurry bloody ballet of a summer sky
hear a wet weeping beyond arid walls
daily horror creeping into sheltered lives
hear the swearing beyond a thick fog isle
nobody there bestowing hope upon you
your eyes follow ultimate strings of light
as the night suppresses celestial blood
['Celestial Blood' by Alyx True Edge,2024]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A small poem, with wider space-time spread…all the laws governing the universe go astray..
beautifully expressed in your comment, I am happy you could feel the significance of that very moment. It's mainly about the (emotional) fights and abuses seeming so profoundly wrong in a universe carrying on its sunset play and time moving on. Time passes, hurt remains