the dance of life pulsates
like blood rushing inside our hearts
turning left turning right
we rotate we vibrate
we collide we slide
we tumble we gargle
we dangle we tangle
it does not matter what steps to take
forward or backward
we dance the dance of life to the tune of life
what matters most is we just do it
such a short moment
not meant to be wasted
let us dance before the next moment comes
soon the dance is over
we rest if we must but we can always say
we danced to the tune of life
we were so happy
we did not have the words of regrets
we reach the edge and then we fall
we are gone and then forgotten
we do not have to tell them
we were once here and we did our best
that this place was never ours
we had the best of times
we wrote the best lines
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem