Your letter is beautiful
and tells about things deep in your heart
but what lies between the lines
are unnamed things
that you are saying anyway.
To eagerly I want you
here with me
and it’s as if you
cannot untie time
to make yesterday
today again.
Sometimes you email
and at times I email you
and life takes its course
and like somebody raving
I feel caught in it all
as if there’s always a goodbye
between you and I
and the letter
ends much too quickly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful. Easy to relate to. Real. Your expression of the deep things felt in this situation is poignant and succint. Some writers use free-verse like an excuse for poor-quality work. You have done no such thing. Your poem is beautiful.