a poem is dying
first two lines are hanging down
the middle stanza is screaming in pain
some words are getting dried up like the sand
the piece of paper is quivering
as if it will fly away
smokes fire and the words
some words are sleeping
as if they don't know they going to die
after a while
such innocence!
and some words are trying to run but
unable to cross the blue page
the last line is getting wet
in the rain of blood
can anyone tell me?
who is writing this love poem?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem