It's the time to tell you
nothing is impossible
to possess the final judgement
where earth sleeps silently
sun forgets to shine the orbit
and exact date and time
not be calculated to keep the records of
ending oneself
Express and expose the height of anger
but casual belief does not yield
with any charismatic dilemma
of loosing and winning
the pleasure of sacrificing aggression
can't be the lace of your shoes
you finally occupies the never-land
where echoes makes you perplexed
every minute of your living or not living
as a doll in the hand of nature's wide expansion
It's the time to ring the bell
just to wake you up out of your dress and makeup
on the stage where you value yourself
as real as a monarch immortal!
Pranab k c
22/02/2021
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem