I will turn into ashes
And the sky will burn in flames
Your love will melt like dew
I will be away from praises and blames
I will not return
To have your love and feel good
Not to write poems on your beauty
To sit by the stream to think and brood
May be my fragrance
Will linger for someday around
Then it will diffuse and slowly my
Body will be dissolved in the ground
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem Anil : ) Top marks*****