Swelling waves hit the gravelly shore
Calmly retreat into watery oblivion
To live again, to die once more
Mind harbors such thoughts in million
Vicious, violent and dark; death and fate
Glowing keen swords of light will blaze
Dread like dust will rise and evaporate
Love resounds; faith recovers its lost praise.
And he will smile, a homeless child
Flowers of peace will bloom and dance
Happiness on the faces open and veiled
Ashes turn manure; life will take its chance.
'To live again, to die once more...' this line tells a lot, seema...a good write though sad and touching 10 votes
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I would like to translate this poem
seema.. ...subtle notes of pain...agonies... death'....an enigma... unsatiated longingness...to live... seema I find the touch of mysticism.... absurdity.... your diction..has the poetic effervescense... charming tones... sivan..