If life was a disc
i will rewine the lustre plate
ignoring the cracking risk
and return to that early state
when my heart was a clean slate
to begine life anew
like a shoot at the touch of dew
If the globe was clay
i will smash it down once again
rid it off its staling decay
rolling it back to the point it strayed
and remould a new globe like a tender bairn
devoid of blemish, devoid of stain
a safe harbour for strained souls
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I would like to translate this poem
Life is a field of learning experience, so be happy and be blessed.. Move forward.. By the way, it is a good poem.. Nice work.. :)