Forever will their alacrity to commit development and success
To our country remain in our remembrance
Lets ajar the curtains of the world of the dead
To plead for their unfinished visions into our palms
Salutations of mountain everest
Won't suffice their required respects
Their agog to feel and fondle success in their country is aggrieved
By their limited life span
Their names is being mention even in the world of the fishes
And the forest of apes
Poverty and undevelopment is agoraphobic in their midst
Their legacy of good vision and selfless attitude is crown king
Their pictures remain in our views
Our motherland will hail loud their names around the globe
Beneath and above the earth
Their works is kept in the book of forever-remembering
They are the printed footstep of the past
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lets ajar the curtains of the world of the dead To plead for their unfinished visions into our palms Their works is kept in the book of forever-remembering They are the printed footstep of the past.. very fine lines and verses .. thank u dear poet. your thinking is so fine.. tony