MEANINGLESS IN THE MORNING
Meaningless in the morning
Meaninglessness in the afternoon
Meaninglessness all day long
And the night can’t come too soon
Meaningless in the evening
Blackness of the night
The empty soul detests itself
Through all its painsick life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
meaningless all, no one can say so surely, thanks.