There is a kind of obscurity
when you have just lost someone
and see others much in love,
a kind of feeling that you do not fit
while their happiness scorches you
and you wonder if ever again
for you love can be true?
Then upon a day the world does change,
when you do meet someone
whose eyes, heart and voice
does secretly hold the promises
of how a life full of love could be,
everywhere only happy people you do see
and you have changed me and my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem