Days pass like honey,
Slow, liquid, sweet.
Nights seem transparent,
Blurry through the heat.
It felt like years could pass
In the silence of thoughts.
But years ticked off like seconds
In the place my mind was caught.
Time was like a fragrance,
Inhaled and blown away.
Tomorrow felt already gone,
Just like yesterday.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem