The Body Legend
The centers in your eyes,
reflects my graven identity,
Like unfolding of tiny lights
on my void world,
The colors,
describing these
present circumstances,
The good or bad
makeovers,
and the misadventures,
Thoughtsare
the cores of
individual's language,
Here formed life
and death's pathos,
are shades and center
of our gravity,
All hopes, whereabouts,
the unanswer prayers
the usurpating
body genome's tin plates,
ofbody poems,
i press upon you,
with an impressions
of meanings,
You struggle inside
the wounds of my assertions,
Here roughness and kindness,
the mixtures of body insistence,
the power of the dominance,
the plains of humans existence,
and the body'spatience,
Speechless, naked,
we thevulnerable body artists,
the innovators,
craftsmen to the unformed world,
The cohabitant,
and inhabitance,
in this body legend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
from the eyesight the knowledge comes to the central thinking with the common sense and conscience a human being is built up cap-a-pie..........