THE LOVE POEMS ARE NO LONGER MINE
The love poems are no longer mine
The feelings of youth cannot be again
So much of the best of life
Will never be again
I still have a mind
And feeling
And love in a different way
Not the love of romance
But deeper steadier family and friend loves
But the passion of joy
The ecstasy and pain of wild longing
Are not mine
Old and calm and quiet
Or troubled in many ways
But not that passion not that joy not that life
We live once
And we die once
And in our own lifetimes too
There are dyings of different kinds
Old as I am deep as I am tired as I am
With all that I am
I cannot be what I was
And will never be again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem