Days for me are numbered
More so, as am looking forward to death
So for me, to relinquish my loneliness and homesickness.
No matter what novels do,
Poems will always remain great.
This lonely life lived by Shakespeare and Skald,
I have tasted.
The homesickness of Hesse
The liberation from boredom by all those who passed this way.
I pray for forgiveness
I haven’t stole your words between the lines (by today)
But as I rise in spirit to go home
In my ataraxia high above heaven
Another poetry book is what I long for.
First written on 12th April 2005