Let me bind you, my dear,
But I see, I am being bound by you.
Nothing to be happy, thing is
How far we are ready to give value.
Life is not a plaything that you think,
Life is taxing and irksome to many
when they are remaining away from truth and love,
Life is the beginning of new era within the reach that is ours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem