A peep into heaven yester
Life flashed and on a roller
A Man I saw prayed
My soul filled with hate
I listened, I heard but could not grasp
My heart was heavy and full of wasp
A torment like no other...
I'm lost, I thought, forever
A spectacle ahead I saw
Beautiful and exceedingly raw
Tears flowing for my sake
Angels saw my soul was late
And Angels cried...
For me, Angels cried.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful piece. I just want your immediate restitution after all that.
sure ma...working on that already