Was it a religious death
by obtusing the karma? I don't want
to seek the oldest human.
What goes out of the body
by burning the love? I am being
churned in humanity in broad daylight.
What takes you to the end?
One thing matters. We are forgetting
the language of man. I want to give you flashes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem