Lying idly awake.
Still as can be.
Surely something i failed to percieve
Some way of being that i am so keen.
To dicover.
To believe?
Such silly questions mind can let.
Silly things we might bet
Silly worries and regrets
and our eyes we close tight
and we tell ourselves its 'right
its right.
atleast for tonight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem