before i write these lines
it will take me perhaps
perchance
ten years more
to realize that the words
are worthy to be
written
the pain finally soothing
when we finally
said goodbye
when we realize
that goodbyes seasoned
by the spices of time
that after all the bitter herb
too gives
a nice taste to the buds
so that when we meet again
we smile
we remember those tears
we thought salty
now, we say though silently
how funny
how misplaced sentimentally
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All pillars of friendship, have a span between them