How dearly I wish
I had a span of a day
Would live my whole life
And my own way.
The days of my childhood
Would begin with the sunrise.
Ramble in the ruins
Of some unknown city
Without people, race and religion
For the debris wont
Enquire about my identity
And I would live my whole life
In this briefest span
In the noon I would sit
On a boulder, near a brook
And shall write how
I would live my whole life
In this briefest span.
The evening soaked in love
I shall spend
Not on a solitary island,
Or in some distant land,
But in a little room.
Together we sit, hand in hand.
One ephemeral kiss
And I would live my whole life
In this briefest span.
When the night falls,
The chapter will come to a close.
Though it will be a store
Of few fleeting moments
I know I would live my whole life
In this briefest span.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem