Somethings I wish
And then it wanders in time
I never got it back
I never reached it for
Then again I shake hands
With the life I screened
With no curves but lines
Like anybody elses'
I shut the door
Accepting all of it
But still in the midst of it
I see that time still waits
I am more blank now
But I imagine lights
And it excites me
As I await for more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem