truth has revealed to us
under our naked eyes
gone are the days spent is the age
trapped I am in a poetry’s cage
longing for those beautiful days
can anyone tell me where are they?
but I will wait for you here,
until you come and dry my last tear,
i just want you to know,
it is you I am hankering so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem