Upon the canvas of the human mind, 
where thoughts and memories intertwine, 
etched with ink unseen, a vibrant art, 
totoos inscribed upon the heart, 
each mark a symbol, a story to tell, 
of joys and sorrows that in life befell, 
a testament to triumphs and to pain, 
artistically woven with love and disdain.
Love's gentle kiss, a soft caress, 
a brushstroke fading, leaving only the best, 
but wounds inflicted, like daggers sharp, 
leave scars that linger, forever to harp
dreams soar high, like eagles in flight, 
their wings etched bold, a vision bright, 
yet nightmares haunt, with shadows deep, 
their twisted forms a torment we seek to keep, 
experience paints with vibrant hue, 
shaping the soul, both dark and true, 
each mark a lesson, a truth to behold, 
a narrative that will forever be told.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Asim Bravo on this noteworthy poem! ! ! !