it does not mean
I'm crazy to crash
the budding petals
which brings parameters
to calculate a horrified trance
made by such closest occupancy
it simply means
nowhere the hell
to glorify heavens placidity
heaven itself the utopia
which hides dark within
and by this hectic punch
at last the demon surrendered
by touching flowery essence
of morbid agony brought the enchanted
face looked like a blooming hunger
ever unsatisfied by its birth and rapid growing!
Pranab k c
30/12/2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write with great, vivid imagery, thanks for sharing!