Yeah it is a beginning with an end
Nothing is clear at the far side of the life
The more I walk the path the more I get confused
The shrill noise of the waves subsides
The dull stars jump in to water in suicidal bids
The moon becomes a widow and sleeps alone
I watch the flowers hugging each other
Shedding tears of dew
The end is the beginning
Death is as clear as the raindrop
I sleep with the shroud flowing down my feet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem