As you rightly said, my friend
I have shed my tears,
Every dropp of my blood dripped out of my eyes,
I have got nothing left in me, not anymore
Here as I try to die, to see the last of the one I have been
And to come back from my ashes,
Hoping to be new again from the flames,
That burns me alive; every one of my love’s words;
You have lend me your hand in friendship
Connecting me back to the one I renounced
Asking me not to mourn my own death!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
take heart dear one.. love never doth die.. but lives on.. take heart to have loved.. take heart you were alive.. tears you shed, are not in vain.. take heart my friend.. for they say.. when you cry, love cries..