I looked in Life's Mirror
and saw I wasn't there
I had no reason to live
and life was completely bare
I looked outside my window
and saw trees uprooted in the hail
it reminded me of how hard I fought
just for death to come out of her veil
I felt i was like a sprain
a sprain healed in half a day
I am slowly leaving this world
slowly withering away....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem