Roll me up and roll me down
And windup the real life
Tug me in the pool of sins
To see the eternal world
Put me in the swing
In which I am sinking
Between life and death
And relieve me from pain.
Darkness covers my eyes
And burnt out the beacons
With wonderful colors
Of life this filled up.
Pain slashes my cells
Live scrolling away from me
Still I see the world smiling
Like the stars shining in the sky.
This is called Art of Living.To extract positive energy from Negative thing is the sign of good soul.A fantastic poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this superb write the imagery is so striking with great choice of words and a stunning ending!