Humans are not us,
Our moods do not suit,
Birth is desirable,
Death is absolute.
Humanity can keep us and we keep,
Lots of them are unhappy but we are,
As much as solitude, and all we care
Is the happiness to use our life.
Human help is against the rule of ours,
Good deeds must permeate our souls,
But happiness is utilised, again I go.
Humanity did not suit us when we cared.
Humans will speak more today,
The next day is like each for us
For we design the joke of eternity like humans
But no.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem, a 10 :)