I never thought it was possible, but now...here I am - sleeping inside this twisted sea creation every single night!

April 2016

The Love

29. april 2016 at 22:38 | Argonna |  Poetry - English
After some time I am adding another poem translation, this time I decided to freely translate my decadent poem 'Neha' which you can find in my experiments' section.

The Love

He floated in the lake. Naked, dead.
The face, see-through skin,
stomach - big and wet,
pale and slightly green.
Missing one limb and his chest
handsomely soft, grey,
his mouth - a mosquito nest!
His scent made them stay.