Stronger, stronger still
powerful hilt
of willpower and focus.
A knight charges
bravely into battle
no regrets.
The moon shines on
an old scar
crescent-shaped like
the new moon
"A battle long ago
and I have no regrets."
Early phases shine down
and he smiles in pride.
"No regrets....no regrets."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Try to stay in the same personal pronoun. Imaginative.++10