Regret haunts me
follows me around like
a lost dog
a lost love
digging into me
as only she can
I still taste the rain
for what its worth
and scribble
meaningless lines
onto this paper of mine
in time everything
falls to pieces
even kings turn to ash
mountains are swollowed by
oceans
and everything ends
as it began
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, everything ends as it began... nice one