Stream flows in my heart
as it flows years ago
with the swelling echoes:
rest and recreation also we need,
like blazing dewdrop
in the eyes of spring
Das Kapital blooms in my heart
with the token of eternity
embraces the firmament I feel,
inspires thousands
against injustice,
Diogenes in the ancient Greek
carrying a lamp in the day time
looking for a human being
looking for an honest man,
here, I search the same
and your name
reverberates around
I feel dear.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem P A Noushad! I wholeheartedly agree with the political sentiments you express so poetically and passionately. It's good to read something positive about Karl Marx in an age of rampant, ruthless neoliberalism/ capitalism. Anyway, it's a 10 from me!