slowly and slowly it disappeared
a sky above yet to be our last frontline
makes a chaotic chorus
yet to be our secret celebration
a paranoia attached with our spell
la-la-la-la lunatic extra clipping to be diminished
helpless the values of multi functional bravity
threatens not to starve but to be stagged
on the open beach seas where palpitates with radiation
Pranab k c
21/08/2024
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem