I found myself embracing new
State of parallel dimension,
Endearingly the inquest renew,
All the grief I had in mind.
Friends gather to mourn at the ground,
But when they walked away,
I still see your shadow in death and beyond,
Come with memories slow and softly.
Whose weakening power sustain respond
Await in silence the menacing fires,
Time will be kind in death and beyond,
Drumming out the sting in our prayers.
Riding high, back and forth and through the air,
Fleeting breathe hissing with broken pain,
Sorrowful chimes stained the atmosphere,
We stood in traits of time to extinguish the flame.
In quiet abode, thoughts edge near death & beyond,
At the sight of brightly adorn flowers,
Feelings marooned with imposing myth found,
And spirits clings to life within the last rites.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem