Restless at times, not wanting to sit idle, always writing
to music because that's what I love to do.
Important issues, life, death, fantasy, reality, all are
within my realms of this poetical nature I was born with.
Nothing seems to interfere with it at all, even death did
not affect it's essence.
For even after being brought back from the other side, need-
ing and wanting to write poetry constantly and incessantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem