Since you left here
My dictionary defines
No word other than insomnia
I have called and called
To no avail
It seems I am onto the deaf and dumb.
Come back here
I am kneeling
Praying that I be forgiven.
You and I have been
A pair of utensils
Come back
Let us change into serenity
And be like
A snail and his shell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem