Looking into the daunting glass,
of a reflecting mirror,
my life flashed
in speedy images,
at the clear picture
of myriad years.
Like a prism,
the experience of life
shot in bright colours
and blinded my mood.
The images in the mirror,
unlighted my day,
i was tearfully shocked...
with nothing to say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem