When I die,
I turn to dust,
For life again, I no more lust!
All pain is gone,
Gone away!
I see nothing but! Light beyond the day,
Now my soul,
Roams all the skies,
To let go of its tears,
From this sad demise,
For life again will not I live,
Another chance 'he' will not give,
Awake I come from this lonely stream,
I realize now how important life is!
As I dreamt of death really in just a dream! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
gud poem.. nice rhymes...