Something slipped away
from hands and
left me at loss.
like that I was
unprepared as usual.
Then tried to remember
what was it?
Smiling shadows gently moved
covering me with faint light.
The dreamy longing
for the gone thing.
Now with the unseen face
in the mirror I tried
to remember who was I?
...And with a flash
in the mirror there it was
that slipped away
...then it faded and gone
and I tried to remember
what was it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem