Bad honey
I bury what I heard
No talk of what man said.
What I heard was so bad
I wish I’d never heard.
What is deal in this way?
Sweet words, no trust,
Either one has intent
For fooling, other side
How can be, I wonder!
I heard one’s dirty words
When other was absent.
Why ever work like this?
Final aim, cheat, steal!
Karam sells house; like john
A simple carpenter is Jacob.
Either side, full of greed
Both vases; bad honey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem