I am ready to die
not ready to live.
Whatever I want
please give.
Giving is not
taking worry not.
Whatever you thinks
it is not my thought.
Alright
I am ready to go
alas, it is you
who is there to stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I actually felt like this back in January-'ready to die'- when I could not write anything or even go out the door to do shopping. Now life is much better and full of activity from sunrise 'til sunset. A most honest poem, with no pretending.