Again
Try to death experience
Although
You dead in a thousand of your poems
And each poem
Your soul is bleed

Again
Try to death experience
To write a new poem
Letters tears
Which mixed back?
Although laughs,
Which you planted hearts

Have you arranged for us a new surprise?
When your soul packed
With all falsehood surroundings
What aura pain of the death?

Again
Try to death experience
Although
You dead in a thousand of your poems