No fire
Without smoke
No glory
without lost
No light
without dark
every new road
within the old track
Every fallen seeds
Are tomorrow's
Fruit
No win
Without tears
without hope
No life
No lust
No death
Every end
Pregnant
Within new start
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow its a lovely poem of self natural renovation and the requirement like a paradox well wrote