cast me away into your
memory litter bin...
hard reality has dented me
and bludgeoned my tadpole spirits
into sharing the same shack
with all rugged and rusted scrapes.
men commit suicides several times
in a single life without their knowledge;
I did it quite many times
and all the times quite successfully;
died blue deaths but came out from each grave
with more life and depth....
and now death is my playmate;
a poet`s ever true companion!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
now death is my playmate; a poet`s ever true companion! ...................so heart touching lines...............thanks for sharing.