they have a term for all these big waves,
and strong winds,
when business is bad, when people leave
it is the low season,
when hearts are broken, when a lover is jilted
when time stops for a while
when tears flow and flood a room
when messages are opened and then
someone screams in pain,
when a door is closed, because the winds are strong
and sands are blown and getting inside your eyes
and you are hurt and cannot clearly see what is beyond
all these longings, these temporary hurts,
when waiting seems too long that you cannot embrace it
the lowest peak of your life
when breathings wants to stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem