I say good morning though,
I say I love you though,
I am not mad at you.
Tell me not what to do,
While telling this
I am not serious though.
Neither I am untra-modern,
Nor I have old-clothes or creeds.
I am present with a smile,
I know not what is guile.
Pardon me, if you are hurt
In any way here for my behaviour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem