What if one day I wake up
With no memories
Don’t know who I am
Forget my name & character
Wonder about the space around
Like when I was a toddler
Then how would I react
When all my fictions disappear
When there remains just a simple fact
Of being alive & aware
How reviving & rejoicing the morning would be
Far beyond lazy & irritating mornings spent until
In the moment of forgetfulness
How wonderful the world would be?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm...another interesting poem bunot sure if I can agree with this one. I guess I can see where it might be nice to wake up with a clean slate where you can start your life anew. But what about family, friends and children? Not sure I'd choose a do over if offered.