In grief I kneel in silent darkness
You are dead but I live on in sadness
You are dead but your murderer yet lives
How can I live while he still survives
He walks the earth as bold as brass
And beneath his feet grows the grass
While above your eternal repose
I visit weekly to lay a rose
Our last kiss was under a full moon
Then taken from this earth too soon
As I lay my rose with quivering lip
My hand tightens around the sword grip
By the sacred soil as I kneel today
Under dismal rolling clouds of gray
I pledge that he or I shall perish
To avenge the soul that I cherish
With deep eternal grief I swear
That the daemon who shed no tear
Shall receive his just reward
When in his chest he finds my sword
Under gray clouds this vow I make
To relieve this hellish heart ache
Again a full moon as I remember the kiss
And swear my vengeance shall not miss
For this purpose I pledge my life
To seek revenge for my beloved wife
While in the distance the angel cries
And fiendish laughter of devils arise
The world will come to an end if people go on taking revenge against one another for small matters. Better forgive and forget. But in love anything is possible and it is thick here and taking revenge is justified. Nice drop.
Love. makes us do things that otherwise we would not dream of Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mahatma Gandhi, India's Father of the Nation said, If everyone starts taking an eye for an eye, we'll be left with a nation of blinds (or words to that effect) . You, in Poet's Notes have said, 'Vengeance does not heal any wound and serves not the angels, but the devils' (the last word is mine, replacing " evil one" ;) . The poem is nicely written, but as per your own words, vengeance is not to be resorted to.