Stepping on to this land brings me way back into my memories,
Happiness and sadness,
All tangled together,
Is it possible to untie it?
That moment as I look into those eyes,
I knew nothing has changed by heart,
I wished I could run upto you,
A position called DILEMMA runs down my spine too.
Starting all over again might be doubtful,
Because both are good actors,
Millions of words are stacked up in the brain,
Nothing seems to have the courage to break the barriers.
Again. Is it possible to start all over again?
My throat is stucked with words,
My mind works as fast as a flash,
What comes up is the shattered pieces of us once upon a time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem