Carefully walking catwalks of life, stepping on no one,
causing no harm, holding out life lines to occupy people's
minds, keeping them from sorrow's doorstep.
Rigorously attempting to stop grief from overtaking entire
lifetimes of regret.
Somnolencesing through inopportune times, gathering facts
and symbolizing them in avenues of future destinies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved the flow of this poem the sadness that permeates to the marrow yet on the cusp of hope thanks for sharing BB: O)