Wet eyes and dry lips
His death is sucking up life in sips
His smile's stolen, 'ecstasy'? ? , he has never known
He had crumbled his fate, while he had grown
But till today he lives to tell
One wrong step, and you are trapped in this hell
Unaware of, when you fell...........
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I would like to translate this poem
you have probed inside this emotion very well His death is sucking up life in sips........this line is classic...good job