I
died again
as every day
Πέθανα
και πάλι
όπως κάθε μέρα
Kostas, we die, some believe, when we sleep. Reborn every dawn.++10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not physically dead but dead with agony and pain. Beautifully penned..
Exactly my thoughts mr Kumarmani!