Oddborn thoughts of a burgeoning rebellion
Castings of trancendence in the ecstatic mindbeats of the now
Morning mayhem taken on the rise of randomation
Swinging the sword in madenating swipes at the whims of fate
A worthy fight
In the burning heart
Of the ever disappearing moments Lost in the lifepulse
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem