It all seems so empty
The long loneliness
No one to share with
My own mind endlessly-
Isn't this what I wanted
And isn't this now
My punishment
As it is my reward?
Writing alone for myself alone
With no one near
To share or care
Independent and lost?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Writing alone for myself alone With no one near To share or care Independent and lost? /// I think this is pathos of lonely life; a sadistic connotation Loneliness in this crowded world is one kind of punishment!