I feed you medicine, I feed you water
You made me feel that you are better.
Till that time I was not aware of the inevitable death,
I was busy to see the last smile on your face as a token of faith.
You hold my hand, forbid me not to go;
I assured you lying on my stay although.
Till that time I was not aware of the inevitable death,
I was busy to see the last smile on your face as a token of faith.
You start your eternal journey closing your eyes;
Convert your all agony into feather white rays.
You start your eternal journey closing your eyes; Convert your all agony into feather white rays.....oh! it's pathetic....a while ago is the living agent and now dead....just time fact...expiration moment traveling everywhere! ! !
A poignant bit of verse nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm...
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I would like to translate this poem
Good poem, good start, may you please my poem Angels and tell me what you think