Life crumbled
And I grew.
No dreams remain
Unfulfilled.
Through dust
Through flames,
I forgot
My thirst,
My alcohol-
My poems.
No sleep,
Eyes closed though.
No mirror,
Night lighted though.
Patience is to be
Taught.
Trees are to be
Taken care.
Days are to be
Given respect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem