his ending (whatever that is,
but swear to God, you know it
too well like the back of your
hand)
is definitely not like yours
or that of everyone,
it is an ending which is
a real ending, no traces, no memorials,
no tombs, no landmarks,
no note, no memories,
it reverts back to there was never
ever a man here,
he was never here even for once
and he has no name,
no one shall remember where he was once
or what once he did,
it is like a poem that you write and which you seem
to like and even want to save but then you finally
decided to delete it and so what appears
finally is a blank wall
your eyes are disappointed because what you see
stops there and when you close your eyes
everyone is dead. You
are included.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem