Why Am I Sad, Cur triste sum

Why Am I Sad

Why am I sad?
Why can't I do anything?
Fate has stuffed me with ideas,
But has forgotten to give me
The resources.
Now, I walk and blame myself.
How happy would I be
If I thought less and I could do
More.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-28

 

Cur triste sum
 

Cur triste sum.
Cur nihil facere possum.
Fato habet farcito me
cum ideas sed oblitterābat
dare ad me facultates.
Nunc ambulo et vituperō me.
Quam felice mi esseream
si cogito minus
et possum facere
plus.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-28

 

If You Want to Survive

 

If You Want to Survive

When the memories of youth’s sins
Knock at your old age heart
Don’t open the door.
The open-door policy doesn’t
Make the sins disappear
But paints black also
The wisdom of maturity.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-23