In that hour of truth
when reality gets blur
misty sense engulfs all cause
and reason lies half dead
Rises then a wave of change
smothered by million breath
haunting the hungry lives
A phoenix of collective conscious
bounces back to the time gap
to lit a candle never to go out
thus thunder of immortal touch
makes the sky ablaze and roar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem