Here stood the tears
waiting to be wipe
tears for Nancy
beloved pretty damsel
born with a silver spoon
in the house of symbols
as bright as the snow, she shone.
conquering the beauty of mermaids
men were entangled in her beauty
yet, death visited her in its scorching hands of pains.
a broken heart dwells around her domain
her dreams hung sorrowfully and her beauty howled
Nancy is gone with the winds
in the company of a total stranger
who shall wipe my tears in dry days?
i remembered those days we flew kite together
beside the moldy kitchen
And the wind danced along with us
the green grass sludge round our belly
in joy we chant the love rhymes
And on the eagles wings we sang beautifully
leaving our sorrow behind us.
we were in the hall of fame
until then, the heart broke down when diseases feasted on it
Now the sackcloth i wore detest me.
it blasphemed behind me,
in my bereaved to a gem.
i bawled and sprawled on the ground
but death seemed happy and blameless.
i will have her name written in the stars
in a second chance of my love to her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem