In this lost world
I live in sad despair.
I searched for it forever
but it was never there.
I looked in every corner,
every corner of my mind.
But I was always late,
just one step behind.
How did I lose it?
Was it ever mine?
If I ever found it,
would I really be fine?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that is a really good poem. i can relate to this ALOT! keep up the good work: D