What shimmers may not be lasting
sometimes even the sight is distorting
to be at the crossroads and wonder
to take the hard path or a wishful surrender
the choices are abound
and reasons unsound
the pain is like a mirage in the passage of joy
destiny is the alibi of reason's ploy
sometimes a moment of silence is all it takes
to know the bearings
sometimes even a lifetime is not enough
to know its meaning
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem