I am a thirsty demon
hungry for pulsations of a long delirium of love
hungry for innocent blood of knowledge
I want a mirror depending on which direction I choose
And to practice my primate monkey role .
I borrowed the face
of the man with iron mask .
but I've didn’t managed to return it back
cause I’ve I closed it with a padlock,
throwing the key with a grin,
waiting someone
to find a new key and give it to me .
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POEMS (English version)
PoetryHere are some translated poems from my native language in English .it's not a easy thing ,cause i wanted to keep the same melody of verse and also to keep the same meaning of it . If there are grammatical errors please don't be so hard on me . I...
