The wandering soul wanders in the land of wander
There in the wandering land only the wandering souls comes and meet
To walk thru' the deadly valleys and towns and villages
There in the wandering land, they held the magical keys
To lock the houses of evil in the wandering land
There they wander with the holy angels fighting the deadly evils of the wandering land
Victory was brought to them
But, Alas! No men is left to celebrate
For its the victory in the wandering land
There in the wandering land, only the wandering souls comes, met and gone
Once the sun seeps in
Thus to end the land of the wandering soul.
Nice Effort... I loved the mystic device used in the poem... But a suggestion: you need to take care of editing and particularly about line before you publish poem... Best of luck ahead....: -)
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I would like to translate this poem
beautifil..beautiful imagination of wandering souls. fighting with evils...living with amgells™ liked ot, thanls for inviting! 10+++