To regret is a kind of joy.
To repent is a kind of joy.
To render yourself pitiable
And to lament the loss of yours
Too is a kind of joy.
To long for someone you loved
And pine is also a kind of joy.
They relieve you of the burden.
12.01.2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Being alive to face the facts of life. Nice work.