Captured hopelessly
in a slow dream,
I venture alone
down some forgotten street
strewn with flower petals
and lonely memories.
I tell myself
I'll see you again,
but I know,
it's only mythic imagination,
everything once important to me
came to an end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the descriptive nature of the poem hinting to its overall meaning. Really enjoyable!