Stiff inside some vague thoughts
Calmness that sniff in boredom
Paradox of life insisting
Metaphor that vim arrogant
Future a conquest always
Last year's gone like a cascade
There the sniff of agony visible
Now the mystery a truth
That parched the losses magnitude
All the charm has turn ahead
There the tarn turned an island
Swift to the terms so visible
Present forms are splendid
Looking ahead a lapsed view
There arise the mists of loss
And suffocates in today's yard
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A mixed thought that pushes into the dark the past and paints black lovely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Positivity is the way of expelling the fear factor...........well penned