In a massive attack
of pain you jumped to celebrate
the sins. The aura was magnified.
Why to be arraigned
the falling star in sea to start the
water burial of truth for ever.
I will not ignite
the heap of wood, till I talk with
the soul. Why do you want to go with the dead?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I cite you: I will not ignite the heap of wood, till I talk with the soul. So it be, dear Poet! TOP Marks and to my Favourites. Thank you so much for sharing