Unpredictable and true
Can be found in streets
Red comes out
From broken lips
An outcry of silence
Follows momentarily’
It is constant
Undeniably
The undertaker
Has its own routine
To put peace
In everything
Make way for flowers
Parading solemnly
Scented sorrows
And harmony
Straighten curves
For it is constant
It comes to everyone
And could be instant…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is really, really nice...thanks for sharing.md come read some of my poems.