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! ! ! !