Irregular heartbeat since morning -
I know the reason.
I need to talk to this white background
and pour a little of my heart's content.
I need to express my feelings
on this white board.
As I write, it reflects the feelings
and asks me questions -
'Are you sad? '
Yes, I am sad.
If I cannot write a few words in the morning,
I feel I have no worth.
You may not read them,
but I must write -
these expressions are flowers
that I put at your feet
and feel happy.
I am happy now.
I've done my duty -
no irregular heartbeat any more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem