a night expels all the nights previous
and a day transforms into night's murmur
such a dream she spent last night alone
when stars forgot to blink their own variety
a legend demands more and much to fulfill
but life doesn't bother anything to be ragged with
when night falls without reasoning any fallout
she spent a long night to blame and to be blamed
out of which nothing came out except the breath ultimate
before dying the bloody rose she put in wall hanger
to celebrate the dignity of dying alone!
Pranab k c
20/09/2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem