Thinking of nothing won't go away
Faces are clouds in my mind
Unable to remember is here to stay
My dementia is not inclined.
Can't recall suffering nor feel pain
If I did I must have forgot
A link is absent from my life's chain
And I cannot tie the knot.
My memory gone my thoughts erased
Ah, on the tip of my tongue
When it seems like a memory is raised
My foot slips off the rung.
Photos in albums do not ring any bells
Perhaps at times tantalise
My past is oblivious, recalling rebels
Everything is in disguise.
All of my memories are now past tense
What was my former life like?
One thing that doesn't make much sense
I still know how to ride a bike.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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