If, I die tomorrow
I want people to remember me
making a mark on this world
through, my poetry.
no one can touch it
or take it away
with standing all of time
my words will live everyday.
being one of the best
is what I was meant to be
leaving my mark through this pen
for everyone to see.
my heart is in my pen
there is no beating in my chest
my hand just keeps on moving
never stopping to rest.
emotions, covering every inch of paper
reading every verse that is shown
reminding you, of what I've been through
the greatest pain I have ever known.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that's so nice. a wise person is always remembered and loved for all his wise thoughts. well done.