Even if you think that life
Has no sense,
Each life has a sense.
Do you need to know
What am I doing with my life?
I pray, my love,
For the coming moments
Of truth.
Do not destroy your hopes and dreams.
Don't let your memories
To become shadows
In hindsight,
And don't ever lose yourself,
When you look back
On your life.
Let the Light
Undertake some sort
Of war-ending mission
About life,
And don't forget
That to live means to suffer,
Because the human nature
Is not perfect
And neither is the world.
We need the comprehensiveness
Of our destiny
And it's a fatality.
You must continue
To fight in the spirit
Until the end.
Do not forget that I love you
And you have to be alive.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem