So this is it
Silent rooms
An empty bed
The final years passing
In loneliness and loveless
Old age approaches
In such solitude
The king of self destruction
I mourn my crown
And curse myself
The bed I made
And must lie within
Alone forever
So it seems
Feelings of an old man touched the heart of another old man. A very impressive poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An unavoidable stage of life. Significant poem......10+++++