Words are not mortal,
The users are mortal,
And the users stay
In the mortal world.
No one can find the error
In words and in truth.
The truth is always
Beyond shadows and
In them, the life-rivers flow.
Sorrow is there in life,
Not true always, though.
Life pierces sorrows
With nectar of silence.
And silence gets triumph.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
words are not mortal and silence triumphs. the joys and sorrows related with the words and silences always live and affect. beautiful poem