The moment I turned back
At leisure, I found him dead
Tears laughed at me said
"now don't me shed"
I'm still hopeless whether
He is alive or not
I laugh at myself
The moment I turned back
At leisure, I opened my eyes
The mellifluous melodies and
The beautiful memories had
Vanished away. I often ask me
"dear what happened to thee? "
The moment I began to cry
At leisure I dreamt a fairy lass
Keeping a hanky in her hand
Although she never touch my
Dewy eyes so I smiled.
It seemed bottom of my heart
Vanished away.
The moment I began to write
At leisure I felt a strange pain
In myself it was a stigma of my
Arrogance I do not deserve any love
The moment I opened my eyes
I found myself dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem