People come and people go,
You lose a friend, what a foe.
As life goes on you find yourself alone.
You realize friendship and love is a hoax.
You work and work all your life, but your mind still troubles you so.
You get old and wise near the end of the road.
But wisdom nor anything matters not so.
Please leave so I can be alone.
Peace in nothingness is what I desire most.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Q. P. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.