World the great palace of monstrous masqueraders,
earth brutally raped by the gruesome invaders,
my drama defeats my desire to uncloak my anima,
love the very lifeblood is an endless enigma,
your perception personates my persona,
borderless love is flawlessly appealing,
humanless love now makes me appalling,
when you conquer the world with your sword,
while stand upon thee and shout aloud,
you will be the ultimate ruler of the world,
by then it will be just a land of corpse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Vimal kumar n your future perfect tense poem is very good