what is forever?
is it yours?
is it mine?
from the baby's-breath
to the taste of soil and flames?
Or until the waves kiss the shore
and leave broken shells behind?
you left a rose with empty promises,
and I tried to keep it alive forever.
what was your forever?
asked the soul to ‘life'
while ‘death' sat and smiled.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem