Pondered so damn hard on what used to be
What wasn’t meant to be and what I now see
So many mysteries in life passing away
Before I awake and face yet another day
I’m feeling like a lonely traveller in the night
Within the fast car or upon the steed of flight
Venturing from one circumstance to the next
Sometimes bewildered, sometimes perplexed
Then I consider many questions unanswered
And wondered why I am remotely bothered?
But sometimes things never seem to leave be
And quite frequently I reminisce just to see
What it feels like after so much time passed
Seems the last few years have gone in a blast
As I so recover to pick up the thousand pieces
So much hurt so desperately now finds releases
In so many directions and in so many ways
That my life has twisted and turned in days
Before even taking stock of a simple breath
I’m a long way before any sensation of death
So much fury raged, vented through my veins
I’ve no idea what was that person, then in gains
To nothing but the same sadness that I’d started
Before the ones I truly loved now all so departed
All but memories in moments of somewhere else
A mirror reflection in time of my own, ones self
To agonise for hours of what I cannot ever reverse
But still I recognise a future again so very diverse
I will rise again and be strong for someone’s need
I live for another; realise an innocent angel’s steed
A creation of love that I shall cherish now forever
As her every need and sacrifice is my endeavour
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem with the conclusion 'As her every need and sacrifice is my endeavour'. S/He is the souce of dream and culture. I gave 10.