Body fraught with hurts
Despite the belief that the mind...
Some way to go
Tired by neutralize the drug....,
Yet somehow I still trust that way......
Never seeped, whose eyes did not hit many days....
Forgotten victims position, every one tired....
Their temper was so sleep..
Lastly....
It is also felt in lost mentally...
And within few hours.........
Eyes closed for ever....
If temper was not gone out.......
They would be for more time with us....
What to do, whoever do not loses mind.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. Going to read again.