In this life we have ups and downs,
in this world we have meaning and we have nothing.
In the worm hole and vacuum of time life is only a fleeting moment,
when life grabs hold do we let it pass by or grab it?
These are the tales of a human of emotion.
These are the tales of something greater than human logic.
For if we feel then we must not forget.
The pain and the happiness is but a human dialed minute,
up and down we travel but only in our life do we get to battle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.