I see the eyes
in her head
rolled back
absent, dead
a look of sadness
on her face
with a touch of hurt
pain and hate
scarlet tears
on cold pale cheeks
she will never ever
rest in peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A portrait of death. Sad and ugly, yet beautiful. A good poem indeed. Keep it up, Lizzy. Best Wishes. Naseer