The last glass has been drained
The last word has been spoken
Some thought embraced each one of us.
Some remembrance
Some urge
Some jealousy
Some delusion
Some friendly deed
Some confusion
Some grudge
Some fine hope
Something. . .
Common to mankind.
translated b y Jean Carpenter Efe
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You perfectly captured that end of a meeting silence and the unsaid
Glad you like this poem.