Life is a frailty, hinged on inner moods and emotions.
Riding roller coasters throughout our times, letting us
feel intensely, all excruciating pains of inner loneliness.
Ample time is never allowed, we're never going to catch up
with ourselves as we isolate and enter our shells for an
eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem