Blood from my wound does seep
My lover, she starts to weep
Eyes filled with tears
Of companionship, no more years
From out of nowhere, a thunderous retort
Precious life, suddenly cut short
Kneeling, soaked in blood
Pants submersed in the crimson flood
Pulse slowly fading away
As silently, she starts to pray
A happy couple no more
Life, slamming it's door
Beautiful lady, left all alone
As death sits upon it's throne
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very fine poems. love is but a necessity in life..