I will try
On death's cry
To not say
In dismay
I screwed up
Maybe I
And just you
Shared tears
In such lost
Avenues
Thank you so much, Bernard. This series will eventually become a book. And I want it to pay due homage to the spiritual nature of Kerouac.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A desperate bid to redeem oneself at the end of the life's journey.
Precisely what Kerouac was striving for, Rajnish. Thank You!