Pain
Deep darkness dawns on the platform of my mind,
With the fall of evening,
a painful remembrance of the day dying.
The mind is plaintive with the sad song of crickets,
Life is a tale of flagrant pain,
The field that witnessed the passing and coming of souls
down the ages, is silent with no pain of sudden change.
The trees thatundergo change with time, are not nostalgic.
Change is death and total chage is total dissolution.
The earth is moving and it moves with nondescript pain with grotesque forbearance.
I am in the hell of my mind thinking transient as inevitable.
Change is death and total chage is total dissolution Wow good thought
Change is always painful..be a witness.. Observe the changeless soul.. You are a very good poet🤗
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I would like to translate this poem
earth is moving with non descript pain with grotesque forbearance- truly you are a poet of wisdom