A half burnt sky
Beholds a child underneath -
Dry shoots and thorns
Circumfers his searching eyes -
No color, no bells…
No fragrance at all!
The earth moves languid and slow
-contaminated sea, poison in air
And the child, alone!
So helpless, so wrecked…..
The child still looks for life -
Showers come down the
Half burnt sky…
The battle comes to an end
- Again a leaf,
Again a dove -
A half burnt sky
Beholds the child -
A half burnt sky
Beholds the revival of life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully written, could feel the pain. Nice work. Keep it up..