another lonely night
writing poems another day of beckoning
understanding what loneliness is all about
another awakening
another hint
about the love we think we found
some stains some pains some attempts to survival
marriage deconstructed
only to be reconstructed
thoughts falling like leaves
gently on the grass
the moon listening
and the night staring at you
like the eyes of the ponderer
patiently waiting
distance makes us see clearly
the one away from us
how the heart grows fonder
how her name starts to be written
again on lovely letters colored
rose and daffodils on the ceiling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem