Being struck within depths of an intensity that reaps puzzles
of desires, rising higher into life's attainment, never miss-
ing notes of sorrow.
They continue to devastate one's broken heart in the center
of musical rhythms as they slowly revolve in the darkness to-
night.
Fading in and out of memories past, present and future while
notes and tempos keep playing in the silence of darkness,
holding onto curiosity of what's beyond boundaries of life.
Without entering into realms of death's embrace, jelling in-
to signatures of yesterday's memories so intensely that none
of them will fade away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem