The life before become bedtime for you and me
We could not go further from destiny
We hold are breath and it repent us for a while
True path soars up in the infinity
Then the balloon is flew over
Each breath becomes the fire
Lead us to nowhere
Without a fire no breathing
What lies our world told us
Our death becomes worst celebrations
We lived in and endless stream when dreams conquered us
Son, mother, father then life gives up
True to our souls mind takes over
Scattered with each thought
Distance form an endless delight
To look at ourselves from an earthly vision.
Now we are heading towards an endless human
Nature copies our faults are driven
Soon the flesh obsessed with immortality
Will break the great ark of human heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem