The windows through which
I see the world
are misted,
Presumptions about the people
in this world
are shifted
as i hear of another self-taken death.
Maybe a part of him still lives on
as others preserve
and strive to send a message to the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thats great! a real phenomenol feel to it! Love Jodixxx