Truth be told,
it's truly overwhelming
beholding the preceding presence
of your eternal absence.
The piercing pains?
Simply unpleasant.
The adamant agonies?
Unseen, but felt.
The hallowing volcanic void -
untouched, yet
it touched every soul and sense
of every being
wherever you have been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem