i look at the room
where we once shared
happiness,
it is the same room
now
that shall make us live
the
season of
sadness,
nothing's changed
nothing will be changed here
white walls,
white tiled floors
same fluorescent tube
same switch
on the frame
of the door
the cabinets are still brown
though not glossy
with age
how many years?
20 years
swift as the flight of
seagulls
white winged birds on
sky blue seas
the matrimonial
bed is losing
its soft cushion
our backs endured all these
roughness now
when we make no more
demands
for life to give us
more
ah, how many years more?
i do not need much
5 can be a surplus
what do i need
of 10 years more?
i am a simple man
willing to explore
what lies in the unknown
this present
is all revealed and i
am satisfied,
there is more out there
the stars are not
telling
the moon is still secretive
to the
bounty of calm
and beauty
i shall be there
in due time
without you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
These brave thoughts, exquisitely worded, thanks