UNBORN ANGEL

I died before you born

You yet not born too.

So, I’m still dying for you.

Have been waiting for my angel

Spring after spring, my spring never comes.

Lay under the my grave

Inside the poor coffin of 1945

There full of ghost procreating

Old cemetery of Second World War:

Woke up during the rainy nights

After the traffic got slim in the city

Afraid to the beggars

They begged me soul to my soulless body,

To let them live longer

Saw inside the window of the bars and pubs

Human fleshes soul

If I were there

I would not be skeleton anymore

Street dogs and slut lasses were making wild.

Before the street lamps off

I came back to my coffin again

My another soul prayed for me

To reborn in one fortunate day

I always thrust for my life among man.

Death anniversary comes again

With the drops of the tears

Banquet of colorful flowers, orchids, garlanding me:

Staring to the crowed

Till the dews of midnight

Though yet not found my angel here.

By the twilight comes

By the pangs burning out

Eagerly waiting for the petal of roses

From my unborn angel
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