From the deep abyss of my eyes
I have no more tear left to shed
My body is soaked with blood
In a fluent way my heart has bled
I have lost the appetite and sleep
Is interrupted with sound of a blast
I cease to become simple and kind
If tit for tat will bring peace fast
It is just not a candle in my hand
But the flame of gratitude spilling
From my soul for the endless hours
You spend for me at boarders patrolling
You will not remain in a frame
Your death has given us the spark
Your guns will shine in our hands
Violence for violence will set the mark
Salute to the martyrs of my land
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A powerful write and a vivid depiction of anger brought about by the dastardly acts of mankind. A great portrayal of the law on retaliation: " An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth" .
Thanks for reading and wonderful comment. My heartfelt gratitude.