this is a story
about life and death
and all that comes along with
just paint everything bright
about life
it is ended with death
as a start
and life as a beginning
should be ended
it's no way for us to stop it flow
about death
it ends life
it is peaceful, you know
everything with death, creates dark sky for a moment
shivering us with endless rain
but death doesn't come along life
they are different peace, different unity, and different term
and here we are
watch them come and go
if they come, they may go
and when it's time to go, all we can do is just..
give them up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem