I care not anguish
If you are here with me.
I have the mouth
I do not know
How to speak.
To tell
I am waiting for you
To go with falsehood
And that is not good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very interesting poem on several levels of thought. First, there is an acceptance of an expectation. Even though an interpretation of that which is felt, will be exchanged for something else not intended that creates the 'Anguish'. In a few words, gajanan has made the reader internalize 'unpsoken' emotion very well. This is a good poem.