In the people's consciences, They lived among the hearts' folds, Their thoughts top over the world with Brilliance Staggering among the plains' horizons, The executioner chased their bodies until They fell Disappearing in the fire's noise in the time's silence Where the soul hovers up and up Riding immortality into the place's vastness and The slim body turned into grains of Ashes They spread them among the rough winds' Waves, but The memory will remain.. will remain Spreading the light into peace in the Human souls' attendance, Do not build the statue of memory for them Because it's made of hard rock like the Conscience's executioner, They are the light's influxes unlimited in its journey, So we squeeze the days until we're replenished from its journey, Hear a melody from immortality to a self was set free from one's captivity. ********************************************This poem is by a great poet called YASER NADEEM SARI. It is called ' TO THE MEMORY OF THE IMMORTAL.. TO THE MEMORY OF M.S. '.I translated into English, so more can enjoy it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem