My smile and my tears
Are only mine,
It is no way related
With You, my dear.
Though divided I am
One and only one,
In drought, flood and famine
And You are taking
The advantage of time.
It is all flawless-
The time and I have to
Select the things
That are important
And that shines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I do not understand why you say The time instead of just time or shines instead of shine but the poem is still very interesting. For an average European like me, at least, your poems open up wholly new avenues of thought.