Sometimes...
I live this vision with myself,
Me there and they too.., on our behalf,
Captured in the moment of happiness,
But in a my frame of restlessness.
Why can't I believe?
I ask myself sometimes...
More than often,
I give this notion to myself,
Me there and you too, on their behalf,
Rescued for a moment in happiness,
But in a day game of fatefulness.
Then why is it hard to believe?
Sometimes.., I see myself more than often....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem