Living in mysterious times of abandonment and
loneliness, wondering why these feelings must
constantly return to make me cry.
How do they decide to come about whenever they
want to, is there a way to confront them once
and for all.
Will they be with me because of their memories
etched in this mind forever, having to live
with them always.
Intellectualizing them gives only temporary re-
prieves, because somehow feelings and emotions
don't ever want to be silent in life.
Resigning self to this situation, living life
in it's mysterious ways alone, finding ways to
deal with them when they arrive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent awe inspiring poem about a life full of mystery.