So long to long lost friends
as I duck adieu.
But, I forbid to be fiends
Though truth unleashed the fiercest blow.
The friendship instilled
grew deeper but curtailed;
but, mem'ries engraved,
in hearts, cherished but, in oblivion embedded.
Over miles, over mountains,
By forces, each one bound
Strangled and tangled,
To motives lay absurd but profound.
Though harmony concocted,
to dusk separated,
where in ambitions, the angels fell,
climbed high but ascended into hell.
Hearts are crossed
And to forlorn remains a gross
If ends may near, I duck to you
for it might be my final adieu.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem