End is the place
Where the road dies.
End is the time
Where the future cuts.
End is the life
Where no more appears.
End is the rill
Where the water dries.
End is the serene
When the tide ceases.
End is the tome
Where the writing stops.
End is the view
Where the horizon lays
My end is the moment
When I no more exist.
Lidia Yeibio
26/5/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one! Very original and the short lines give it real impact. Keep 'em coming :)