'I was dead for some days
Hard to detect my vanished life
Blank in dark abyss breathless
Treated and treated in hard strife
I was resuscitated by God's grace
On screen back to pattern my life
Back anew netted with my mistress
Trapped to type a new life rife'
lovely...missed your comments for quiet some time..it is a motherly pat to me...good you fixed it and it gave you a poem too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well the dead days of ur PC made a fabulous poem...lovely written...