When words get silent-
Ensure, ensuing devastation
Where, the language is no bar
Far beyond worldly languages
There is a language of its own
Uttering agony of woeful pain!
In local idioms telling the story
In own mother-tongue, it feels
When words get silent-
Ensure, ensuing devastation!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2018
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A thought provoking poem and it'd forceful theme, uttering agony of woeful pain Thanks for sharing.