I WILL NO LONGER BE AT ALL
I have lost the Poetry
And soon I will lose all the Writing
And then I will lose my life
And then a few will remember me
And then when someone needs remember them
I will no longer be at all
Oh God
Who made this morning so beautiful
Who made this light this breeze
Can't you keep me alive forever?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Unfortunately we are all mortal, no matter how much we love life.