Every moment begins and ends,
Tombstones and photographs of,
A love long loathed and lost,
Again,
Laying alongside former friends.
Sometimes the sweetest moments,
Hold within them the most pain,
Once trust is shattered,
It cannot return the same
Again.
Happiness fades with the setting sun,
Night clouds our vision of the future to come,
Fear too fails as the moon-rise is won,
Again,
We return to where we all once begun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem