Before I die my poems
Go! My poems!
Spread hope and love
Like a fair breeze
Go! Shine my poems!
Your words,
Bequeath them as my legacy,
To the archive of knowledge;
As a contribution
For this generation
Of knowledge-seekers;
As a mindy weapon
For the future generations;
Infuse all the love
Of lifelong writing and writing
In their thirst, hasty and quest
For peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem