Telling the truth
i am not dead
the battle is not over
keep your sword
pointed to me
rather to decorate
in your glass museum
you'd need it
to keep with your darks
my ashes and dusts
linger in the airs
i am not to die
until my love
and my blood
blooms
in the soils
of the battlefield
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are so right to say all this in poetic way and yes, , you are not dead but more than alive duebeing heart touching poet..your poetry has got magical effects which inspire brains to write..as sometimes i do., ..best of luck