Your half-surrender was
unique. Going home to find the truth
of end of a beautiful story.
A mid-life pain takes
the memories in lake of fire. The
saga of urgency of moon ends.
Once there was a name
to solve the cognizant problems
of truth. Now prevails the virtual.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
End of a beautiful story still gives us an opportunity of beginning of another. This poem is very brilliantly penned.