Jumble and tumble few days of crumble,
Upside down, down with nonsense found,
Who?
My heart? Sometimes, often the crown prince of hurt,
Who?
My heart?
All play of farce in my face!
I knew no one can view,
Still this crazy try few,
Useless!
Same as i expected: no expected!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem