I returned to the native
To spend the rest of my life
With the same warmth
And with the same anguish
With which I had once left.
Everything looked alien.
No one is known
To no one am I known.
A fish felt out of water
When it returned to water
02.01.2003
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful sad poem. It must have been long since you left. But don't worry, you will get to trace your relatives and childhood friends and reconnect with them. Voted 10 but i wonder why it didn't register. GOD BLESS and good luck.