Life is fainting away.
In spite of that I am standing for you.
Oh my beloved,
what sense it makes
if you come after I depart?
At least then,
will your vengence vanish?
Though you did not come when health prevailed,
would you not come to the funeral?
As the power of love
will burn you.
This is my English rendering to a Telugu poem written by Poet Umar Ali Shah.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem