we shared the same
river
same youth but we
parted just the same
like everyone
who knows what a river is
how it branches like
a tree
and yet seeing the same
sun
how rivers part like the way
we divide our hair
still situated on the same
face
i always remember this
and i despise regret what we did not
do when we could have done it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem