Tell me you won't cry
If I have to say goodbye
Keep your hanky dry
I wish I'm at home
To see my flower that blooms
Read a book of poems
Count my days had past
'Cause this day would be my last
I'll turn into dust
Thank you friends of mine
For showing your love in kind
Like a gold that shines
At last I am free!
From the weights they gave to me
That keep choking me
Folks, please shed no tears
Smile with a teeth of pearls
My pain is over
Folks, see you later
Hope we'll see each other there
In a place so fair
Hey Juneil you're too young to contemplate your mortality. Enjoy your youth. Good day.
Sentiments we all feel and can identify with in some way. Solitude, to be free, gratitude, beholding beautiful things, reading good poems. You chose an interesting way to present all of these.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like it. the extended senryu.. great