Who can blame me for having loved thee?
I can't forget the love experiences that tempted me.
But the only one that I always worry and fear,
Is everybody's ultimate destiny, differently weird.
I just can't imagine how much life and energy,
Turn into nonsense and pure vanity,
I can't figure out how the so many events of reality,
Become mere memories and even absurdity.
I wish I could have the premise or the ability
To understand the logic behind this phylosophy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Nice sentiments. You have composed it very well with vivid imagery. A perfect 10. TFS. Kindly read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1.