I was traveling across my whole life
What an adventure, full of contradictory fantasy
And a legend of Don Quixote I would say.
I was so quiet, bearly existed
While my wildly yelling heart persisted;
I had the joy nobody could tell
And the pain as equal (sadly) :
I had enough true friends
Still felt lonely at the moments;
I deeply loved for so many years
And lost the love in just few minutes;
I had a ridiculous marriage
And a divorce so quick;
I climbed on the highest mountain
But fell into the valley bottom;
My feelings were burried, with no touch
My body trembled, with no fix;
I tried I struggled I stucked
And I accepted myself at last
It was an unexpected coming at my birth
It will be complet when I finally get to death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine write in your mortality stricken poem 'My Life'. It is yours to live after all. QtR